What We Call Happiness Is What We

The Greatest Virtue Of Man Is Perhaps Curiosity.

The Duty Of Literature Is To Note What Counts, And To Light Up What Is Suited To The Light. If It Ceases To Choose And To Love, It Becomes Like A Woman Who Gives Herself Without Preference.

Wandering Re-establishes The Original Harmony Which Once Existed Between Man And The Universe.

Until One Has Loved An Animal A Part Of One's Soul Remains Unawakened.

Ignorance And Error Are Necessary To Life, Like Bread And Water.