History Is The Autobiography Of A Madman.

Laws To Suppress Tend To Strengthen What They Would Prohibit. This Is The Fine Point On Which All Legal Professions Of History Have Based Their Job Security.

Unaware Of The Absurdity Of It, We Introduce Our Own Petty Household Rules Into The Economy Of The Universe For Which The Life Of Generations, Peoples, Of Entire Planets, Has No Importance In Relation To The General Development.

What Breadth, What Beauty And Power Of Human Nature And Development There Must Be In A Woman To Get Over All The Palisades, All The Fences, Within Which She Is Held Captive!

The Death Of The Contemporary Forms Of Social Order Ought To Gladden Rather Than Trouble The Soul. Yet What Is Frightening Is That The Departing World Leaves Behind It Not An Heir, But A Pregnant Widow. Between The Death Of The One And The Birth Of The Other, Much Water Will Flow By, A Long Night Of Chaos And Desolation Will Pass.

You Can No More Bridle Passions With Logic Than You Can Justify Them In The Law Courts. Passions Are Facts And Not Dogmas.