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Man Is Created Free, And Is Free, Even Though Born In Chains.

Pain Is Short, And Joy Is Eternal.

You Have To Go The Rounds From Individual To Individual In Order To Gather The Totality Of The Race.

Mankind Is Made Great Or Little By Its Own Will.

Utility Is The Great Idol Of The Age, To Which All Powers Must Do Service And All Talents Swear Allegiance. In This Great Balance Of Utility, The Spiritual Service Of Art Has No Weight, And, Deprived Of All Encouragement, It Vanishes From The Noisy Vanity Fair Of Our Time.