Death Is Close Enough At Hand So

Science Rushes Headlong, Without Selectivity, Without "taste," At Whatever Is Knowable, In The Blind Desire To Know All At Any Cost.

Our Destiny Exercises Its Influence Over Us Even When, As Yet, We Have Not Learned Its Nature: It Is Our Future That Lays Down The Law Of Our Today

He Who Does Not Lie Does Not Know What Truth Is.

The Christian Resolution To Find The World Ugly And Bad Has Made The World Ugly And Bad.

The Hour-hand Of Life --- Life Consists Of Rare, Isolated Moments Of The Greatest Significance, And Of Innumerably Many Intervals, During Which At Best The Silhouettes Of Those Moments Hover About Us. Love, Springtime, Every Beautiful Melody, Mountains, The Moon, The Sea - All These Speak Completely To The Heart But Once, If In Fact They Ever Do Get A Chance To Speak Completely. For Many Men Do Not Have Those Moments At All, And Are Themselves Intervals And Intermissions In The Symphony Of Real Life.