Our Dignity Is Not In

A Man's Feet Should Be Planted In His Country, But His Eyes Should Survey The World.

A Way Foolishness Has Of Revenging Itself Is To Excommunicate The World.

To Understand Oneself Is The Classic Form Of Consolation; To Elude Oneself Is The Romantic.

The World Is Not Respectable; It Is Mortal, Tormented, Confused, Deluded Forever; But It Is Shot Through With Beauty, With Love, With Glints Of Courage And Laughter; And In These, The Spirit Blooms Timidly, And Struggles To The Light Amid The Thorns.

To Turn Events Into Ideas Is The Function Of Literature.