The more horrifying this world becomes, the more art becomes abstract.
The destruction of the personality is the great evil of the time.
Love has been in perpetual strife with monogamy.
When one paints an ideal, one does not need to limit one's imagination.
Anyone who would attempt the task of felling a virgin forest with a penknife would probably feel the same paralysis of despair that the reformer feels when confronted with existing school systems.
The home was a closed sphere touched only at its edge by the world's evolution.