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When Science, Art, Literature, And Philosophy Are Simply The Manifestation Of Personality They Are On A Level Where Glorious And Dazzling Achievements Are Possible, Which Can Make A Man's Name Live For Thousands Of Years.

If Reason Be A Gift Of Heaven, And We Can Say As Much Of Faith, Heaven Has Certainly Made Us Two Gifts Not Only Incompatible, But In Direct Contradiction To Each Other. In Order To Solve The Difficulty, We Are Compelled To Say Either That Faith Is A Chimera Or That Reason Is Useless.

You Live As If You Were Destined To Live Forever, No Thought Of Your Frailty Ever Enters Your Head, Of How Much Time Has Already Gone By You Take No Heed. You Squander Time As If You Drew From A Full And Abundant Supply, So All The While That Day Which You Bestow On Some Person Or Thing Is Perhaps Your Last. You Have All The Fears Of Mortals And All The Desires Of Immortals… What Foolish Forgetfulness Of Mortality To Defer Wise Resolutions To The Fiftieth Or Sixtieth Year, And To Intend To Begin Life At A Point To Which Few Have Attained.

If There Is One Realm In Which It Is Essential To Be Sublime, It Is In Wickedness. You Spit On A Petty Thief, But You Can't Deny A Kind Of Respect For The Great Criminal.

There Is Not A Musselman Alive Who Would Not Imagine That He Was Performing An Action Pleasing To God And His Holy Prophet By Exterminating Every Christian On Earth, While The Christians Are Scarcely More Tolerant On Their Side.