Criticism Is Above All A Gift, An

He Who Floats With The Current, Who Does Not Guide Himself According To Higher Principles, Who Has No Ideal, No Convictions-such A Man Is . . . A Thing Moved, Instead Of A Living And Moving Being-an Echo, Not A Voice. The Man Who Has No Inner-life Is A Slave Of His Surroundings As The Barometer Is The Obedient Servant Of The Air.

Pure Truth Cannot Be Assimilated By The Crowd; It Must Be Communicated By Contagion.

Time And Space Are Fragments Of The Infinite For The Use Of Finite Creatures.

Everything You Need For Better Future And Success Has Already Been Written. And Guess What? All You Have To Do Is Go To The Library.

Dreams Are Excursions Into The Limbo Of Things, A Semi-deliverance From The Human Prison.