What We Love Once, We

If All Feeling For Grace And Beauty Were Not Extinguished In The Mass Of Mankind At The Actual Moment, Such A Method Of Locomotion As Cycling Could Never Have Found Acceptance; No Man Or Woman With The Slightest Aesthetic Sense Could Assume The Ludicrous Position Necessary For It.

We Only See Clearly When We Have Reached The Depths Of Woe.

Even Of Death Christianity Has Made A Terror Which Was Unknown To The Gay Calmness Of The Pagan And The Stoical Repose Of The Indian.

A Great Love Is An Absolute Isolation And An Absolute Absorption.

Youth Without Faith Is A Day Without Sun.