There Is No Dunce Like

The Soul Is The Voice Of The Body's Interests.

Popular Poets Are The Parish Priests Of The Muse, Retailing Her Ancient Divinations To A Long Since Converted Public.

Fanaticism Consists Of Redoubling Your Effort When You Have Forgotten Your Aim.

A Country Without A Memory Is A Country Of Madmen.

We Need Sometimes To Escape Into Open Solitudes, Into Aimlessness, Into The Moral Holiday Of Running Some Pure Hazard In Order To Sharpen The Edge Of Life, To Taste Hardship, And To Be Compelled To Work Desperately For A Moment At No Matter What.