Men hate those to whom they have to lie.
Art needs no spur beyond itself.
He does not weep who does not see.
A faith is a necessity to a man. Woe to him who believes in nothing.
Not seeing people permits us to imagine them with every perfection.
If you are leaving that sorrowful place with hate and anger against men, you are worthy of compassion; if you leave it with good will, gentleness and peace, you are better than any of us.