It Is Quiet And Peaceful Here, The

We Ever Long For Visions Of Beauty, We Ever Dream Of Unknown Worlds.

You Will Not Drown The Truth In Seas Of Blood

To Speak The Truth Is The Most Difficult Of All Arts, For In Its "pure" Form, Not Connected With The Interests Of Individuals, Groups, Classes, Or Nations, Truth Is Almost Completely Unsuitable For Use By The Philistine And Is Unacceptable To Him.

Many Contemporary Authors Drink More Than They Write.

Politics Is The Soil In Which The Nettle Of Poisonous Enmity, Evil Suspicions, Shameless Lies, Slander, Morbid Ambitions, And Disrespect For The Individual Grows Rapidly And Luxuriantly. Name Anything Bad In Man And It Is Precisely In The Soil Of Political Struggle That It Grows With Particular Liveliness And Abundance.