He Who Does Not Lie

It Is The Music In Our Conscience, The Dance In Our Spirit, To Which Puritan Litanies, Moral Sermons, And Goody Goodness Won’t Chime.

It Was Modesty That Invented The Word "philosopher" In Greece And Left The Magnificent Overweening Presumption In Calling Oneselfwise To The Actors Of The Spirit--the Modesty Of Such Monsters Of Pride And Sovereignty As Pythagoras, As Plato.

And So While Dreams Are The Individual Man's Play With Reality, The Sculptor's Art Is (in A Broader Sense) The Play With Dreams.

A Man Unconsciously Imagines That Where He Is Strong, Where He Feels Most Thoroughly Alive, The Element Of His Freedom Must Lie.

Envy And Jealousy Are The Private Parts Of The Human Soul. Perhaps The Comparison Can Be Extended.