There Is No Grace: There Is No

We Can No Longer Assert Any Single Proposition, Unless We Guard Ourselves By Enumerating Countless Conditions Which Must Be Assumed.

If One Had To Worry About One's Actions In Respect Of Other People's Ideas, One Might As Well Be Buried Alive In An Antheap Or Married To An Ambitious Violinist. Whether That Man Is The Prime Minister, Modifying His Opinions To Catch Votes, Or A Bourgeois In Terror Lest Some Harmless Act Should Be Misunderstood And Outrage Some Petty Convention, That Man Is An Inferior Man And I Do Not Want To Have Anything To Do With Him Any More Than I Want To Eat Canned Salmon.

The True Will Is Thus Both Determined By Its Equations, And Free Because Those Equation Are Simply Its Own Name, Spelt Out Fully.

The 'lords Of The Earth' Are Those Who Are Doing Their Will. It Does Not Necessarily Mean People With Coronets And Automobiles; There Are Plenty Of Such People Who Are The Most Sorrowful Slaves In The World. The Sole Test Of One's Lordship Is To Know What One's True Will Is, And To Do It.

The Average Man Cannot Believe That An Artist May Be As Serious And Highminded An Observer Of Life As The Professed Man Of Science.