A Religion Can No More Afford To

The Aesthetic Pleasure Of Dance Is A Secondary Reflection Of The Primary, Vital Joy Of Courtship.

All Civilization Has From Time To Time Become A Thin Crust Over A Volcano Of Revolution.

The Mathematician Has Reached The Highest Rung On The Ladder Of Human Thought.

One Can Know Nothing Of Giving Aught That Is Worthy To Give Unless One Also Knows How To Take.

No Faith Is Our Own That We Have Not Arduously Won.