The World Exists For The

The World Exists, As I Understand It, To Teach The Science Of Liberty.

We All Wish To Be Of Importance In One Way Or Another. The Child Coughs With Might And Main, Since It Has No Other Claim On The Company.

For All Men Live By Truth, And Stand In Need Of Expression. In Love, In Art, In Avarice, In Politics, In Labor, In Games, We Study To Utter Our Painful Secret. The Man Is Only Half Himself, The Other Half Is His Expression.

Headwinds Are Sore Vexations And The More Passengers The Sorer.

Beauty Is The Moment Of Transition, As If The Form Were Just Ready To Flow Into Other Forms.