If We Choose To Be

Love Clamors Far More Incessantly And Passionately At A Closed Gate Than An Open One!

Fame, Or Notoriety, Whichever That Special Noise May Be Called When The World Like A Hound 'gives Tongue' And Announces That The Quarry In Some Form Of Genius Is At Bay, Is Apt To Increase Its Clamor In Proportion To The Aloofness Of The Pursued Animal.

Art Is Sexless; - Good Work Is Eternal, No Matter Whether It Is Man Or Woman Who Has Accomplished It. ... Ah, But The World Will Never Own Woman's Work To Be Great Even If It Be So, Because Men Give The Verdict, And Man's Praise Is For Himself And His Own Achievements Always.

Greatness Is Always Envied - It Is Only Mediocrity That Can Boast Of A Host Of Friends.

If We Choose To Be No More Than Clods Of Clay, Then We Shall Be Used As Clods Of Clay For Braver Feet To Tread On.