Only Among People Who Think No Evil

Most People Sell Their Souls, And Live With A Good Conscience On The Proceeds.

This Nice And Subtle Happiness Of Reading, This Joy Not Chilled By Age, This Polite And Unpunished Vice, This Selfish, Serene Life-long Intoxication.

The World Is Not Unkind, And Reprobates Are Worse Than Their Reputations.

The Truth Is That The Phenomena Of Artistic Production Are Still So Obscure, So Baffling, We Are Still So Far From An Accurate Scientific And Psychological Knowledge Of Their Genesis Or Meaning, That We Are Forced To Accept Them As Empirical Facts; And Empirical And Non-explanatory Names Are The Names That Suit Them Best.

Youth Is The Time For Adventures Of The Body, But Age For The Triumphs Of The Mind.