I love him whose soul is so overfull that he forgetteth himself, and all things are in him: thus all things become his down-going.

Sensuality often hastens the "Growth of Love" so much that the roots remain weak and are easily torn up.

One does well to put on gloves when reading the New Testament. The proximity of so much uncleanliness almost forces one to do this.

Many a peacock hides his peacock tail from all eyes--and calls it his pride.

When art dresses itself in the most worn-out material it is most easily recognized as art.

Art is the highest task and the proper metaphysical activity of this life.

The strong individual loves the earth so much he lusts for recurrence. He can smile in the face of the most terrible thought: meaningless, aimless existence recurring eternally. The second characteristic of such a man is that he has the strength to recognize - and to live with the recognition - that the world is valueless in itself and that all values are human ones. He creates himself by fashioning his own values; he has the pride to live by the values he wills.