All A Man Can Betray Is His

The Scrupulous And The Just, The Noble, Humane, And Devoted Natures; The Unselfish And The Intelligent May Begin A Movement - But It Passes Away From Them. They Are Not The Leaders Of A Revolution. They Are Its Victims.

He Hated All This, And Somehow He Couldn't Get Away.

Vanity Plays Lurid Tricks With Our Memory, And The Truth Of Every Passion Wants Some Pretence To Make It Live.

She Feared The Unknown As We All Do, And Her Ignorance Made The Unknown Infinitely Vast.

You Shall Judge A Man By His Foes As Well As By His Friends.