Love casts out fear; but conversely fear casts out love. And not only love. Fear also casts out intelligence, casts out goodness, casts out all thought of beauty and truth.

In life, man proposes, God disposes.

Those who feel themselves despised do well to look despising.

Every significant artist is a metaphysician, a propounder of beauty-truths and form-theories.

The innocence of those who grind the faces of the poor, but refrain from pinching the bottoms of their neighbour's wives! The innocence of Ford, the innocence of Rockefeller! The nineteenth century was the Age of Innocence--that sort of innocence. With the result that we're now almost ready to say that a man is seldom more innocently employed than when making love.

People will insist on treating the mons Veneris as though it were Mount Everest. Too silly!

To see ourselves as others see us is a most salutary gift. Hardly less important is the capacity to see others as they see themselves.