Each Man Must Have His Own Special

Free Yourself From One Passion To Be Dominated By Another And Nobler One. But Is Not That, Too, A Form Of Slavery? To Sacrifice Oneself To An Idea, To A Race, To God? Or Does It Mean That The Higher The Model The Longer The Longer The Tether Of Our Slavery?

The Ultimate, Most Holy Form Of Theory Is Action.

To Think Things Out Properly And Fairly, A Fellow's Got To Be Calm And Old And Toothless: When You're An Old Gaffer With No Teeth, It's Easy To Say: 'damn It, Boys, You Mustn't Bite!' But, When You've Got All Thirty-two Teeth.

There Is No Harsher Means Of Punishment, Than To Answer Malice With Kindness.

Beauty Is Merciless. You Do Not Look At It, It Looks At You And Does Not Forgive.