If Man Was What He

An Error Is The More Dangerous In Proportion To The Degree Of Truth Which It Contains.

Without Passion Man Is A Mere Latent Force And Possibility, Like The Flint Which Awaits The Shock Of The Iron Before It Can Give Forth Its Spark.

Dreams Are Excursions Into The Limbo Of Things, A Semi-deliverance From The Human Prison.

Materialism Coarsens And Petrifies Everything, Making Everything Vulgar, And Every Truth False.

To Depersonalize Man Is The Dominant Drift Of Our Times.