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The Meaning Of Conservatism Is Not That It Impedes Movement Forward And Upward, But That It Impedes Movement Backwards And Downwards—to Chaotic Darkness And The Return To A Primitive State.

The Geniuses Have Created, But They Were Less: The Saints Have Been, But They Created Little...a Twofold Tragedy Of Creativeness Reveals The Truth That There Has Not Yet Been In Our World A Religious Epoch Of Creativity.

The Enslaving Of The Other Is Also The Enslaving Of The Self.

So Great Is The Worth Of Dostoevsky That To Have Produced Him Is By Itself Sufficient Justification For The Existence Of The Russian People In The World: And He Will Bear Witness For His Country-men At The Last Judgement Of The Nations.

True Life Is Creativity, Not Development: It Is The Freedom For Creative Acts, For Creative Fire, Rather Than Necessity And The Heaviness Of Congealing Self-perfection.