Even The Most Honest Writer Lets Slip

And As Long As You Are In Any Way Ashamed Before Yourself, You Do Not Yet Belong With Us.

The Voice Of Beauty Speaks Softly; It Creeps Only Into The Most Fully Awakened Souls

We Set No Special Value On The Possession Of A Virtue Until We Percieve That It Is Entirely Lacking In Our Adversary.

Every Talent Must Unfold Itself In Fighting.

Our Shortcomings Are The Eyes With Which We See The Ideal.