If Virtue Goes To Sleep,

Jealous Is Every Virtue Of The Others, And A Dreadful Thing Is Jealousy. Even Virtues May Succumb By Jealousy.

We Have Art So That We Shall Not Die Of Reality.

Unresolved Dissonances Between The Characters And Dispositions Of The Parents Continue To Reverberate In The Nature Of The Child And Make Up The History Of Its Inner Sufferings.

On The Mountains Of Truth You Can Never Climb In Vain: Either You Will Reach A Point Higher Up Today, Or You Will Be Training Your Powers So That You Will Be Able To Climb Higher Tomorrow.

He Who Thinks A Great Deal Is Not Suited To Be A Party Man: He Thinks His Way Through The Party And Out The Other Side Too Soon.