What good is religion if it collapses under calamity?

But-! I say! The common conventions of humanity-' 'Are all very well for common people.

If we don't end war, war will end us.

But there are times when the little cloud spreads, until it obscures the sky. And those times I look around at my fellow men and I am reminded of some likeness of the beast-people, and I feel as though the animal is surging up in them. And I know they are neither wholly animal nor holy man, but an unstable combination of both.

Things that would have made fame of a less clever man seemed tricks in his hands. It is a mistake to do things too easily.

This has ever been the fate of energy in security; it takes to art and to eroticism, and then comes languor and decay.

For after the Battle comes quiet.