When Nothing Hampers Action, The Soul Has

Let Us Seek Truth Everywhere; Let Us Cull It Wherever We Can Find Its Blossom Or Its Seed. Having Found The Seed, Let Us Scatter It To The Winds Of Heaven. Where Ever It May Blow, It Will Germinate. There Is No Lack In This Wide Universe Of Souls That Will Form The New Ground.

Skepticism, Riddling The Faith Of Yesterday, Prepared The Way For The Faith Of Tomorrow.

No One Ever Reads A Book. He Reads Himself Through Books.

It Is The Artist's Business To Create Sunshine When The Sun Fails.

I Would Rather Have This Life Of Combat Than The Moral Calm And Mournful Stupor Of These Last Years. God Give Me Struggle, Enemies, Howling Crowds, All The Combot Of Which I Am Capable.