The Proper Place For Liberality

The Ideal Of Beauty Is Simplicity And Tranquility.

In Art It's Not The Thinking That Does The Job, But Making.

Upon The Creatures We Have Made, We Are, Ourselves, At Last, Dependent.

National Literature Does Not Mean Much These Days; Now Is The Age Of World Literature, And Every One Must Contribute To Hasten Thearrival Of That Age.

He Who Serves The Public Is A Poor Animal; He Worries Himself To Death And No One Thanks Him For It.