Woman Already Controls By Not Seeming To

The State Only Aims At Instilling Those Qualities In Its Public By Which Its Demands Are Obeyed, And Its Exchequer Is Filled. Its Highest Attainment Is The Reduction Of Mankind To Clockwork. In Its Atmosphere All Those Finer And More Delicate Liberties, Which Require Treatment And Spacious Expansion, Inevitably Dry Up And Perish. The State Requires A Taxpaying Machine In Which There Is No Hitch, An Exchequer In Which There Is Never A Deficit, And A Public, Monotonous, Obedient, Colorless, Spiritless, Moving Humbly Like A Flock Of Sheep Along A Straight High Road Between Two Walls.

Belief Of Some Sort Is The Lifeblood Of Art.

Scandals Are Like Dandelion Seeds--they Are Arrow-headed, And Stick Where They Fall, And Bring Forth And Multiply Fourfold.

The Joy Of A Strong Nature Is As Cloudless As Its Suffering Is Desolate.

Humiliation Is A Guest That Only Comes To Those Who Have Made Ready His Resting-place, And Will Give Him A Fair Welcome. ... No One Can Disgrace You Save Yourself.