Sex Lies At The Root Of Life,

Liberty Is Always Unfinished Business

Thinking In Its Lower Grades, Is Comparable To Paper Money, And In Its Higher Forms It Is A Kind Of Poetry.

When Love Is Suppressed Hate Takes Its Place.

There Is Nothing More Fragile Than Civilization.

All Progress In Literary Style Lies In The Heroic Resolve To Cast Aside Accretions And Exuberances, All The Conventions Of A Past Age That Were Once Beautiful Because Alive And Are Now False Because Dead.