We Are Never The Same With Others

I Have Never For One Instant Seen Clearly Within Myself. How Then Would You Have Me Judge The Deeds Of Others?

At Every Crossway On The Path That Leads To The Future, Each Progressive Spirit Is Opposed By A Thousand Men Appointed To Guard The Past. Let Us Have No Fear That The Fair Towers Of Former Days Be Sufficiently Defended. The Least That The Most Timid Among Us Can Do Is Not To Add To The Immense Dead Weight That Nature Drags Along.

Our Reason May Prove What It Will: Our Reason Is Only A Feeble Ray That Has Issued From Nature.

At Every Crossroad On The Way That Leads To The Future, Each Progressive Spirit Is Opposed By A Thousand Men Appointed To Guard The Past.

The Living Are Just The Dead On Holiday