Smooth Iceis Paradisefor Those Who

In His Lonely Solitude, The Solitary Man Feeds Upon Himself; In The Thronging Multitude, The Many Feed Upon Him. Now Choose.

We Can Destroy Only As Creators

A Vocation Makes Us Unthinking; That Is Its Greatest Blessing. For It Is A Bulwark Behind Which We Are Permitted To Withdraw Whencommonplace Doubts And Cares Assail Us.

Does Wisdom Perhaps Appear On The Earth As A Raven Which Is Inspired By The Smell Of Carrion?

Nothing Seems To Me To Be Rarer Today Then Genuine Hypocrisy. I Greatly Suspect That This Plant Finds The Mild Atmosphere Of Our Culture Unendurable. Hypocrisy Has Its Place In The Ages Of Strong Belief: In Which Even When One Is Compelled To Exhibit A Different Belief One Does Not Abandon The Belief One Already Has.