Belief Of Some Sort Is

The Song That We Hear With Our Ears Is Only The Song That Is Sung In Our Hearts.

Love, The One Supreme, Unceasing Source Of Human Felicity, The One Sole Joy Which Lifts The Whole Mortal Existence Into The Empyrean, Was By It [christianity] Degraded Into The Mere Mechanical Action Of Reproduction.

The Scorn Of Genius Is The Most Arrogant And The Most Boundless Of All Scorn.

It Is Quite Easy For Stupid People To Be Happy; They Believe In Fables, And They Trot On In A Beaten Track Like A Horse On A Tramway.

A Great Love Is An Absolute Isolation And An Absolute Absorption.