It Was A Roman Who Said It

...a Chasm Opened In The Earth And Out Of It Coal-black Horses Sprang, Drawing A Chariot And Driven By One Who Had A Look Of Dark Splendor, Majestic And Beautiful And Terrible. He Caught Her To Him And Held Her Close. The Next Moment She Was Being Borne Away From The Radiance Of Earth In Springtime To The World Of The Dead By The King Who Rules It.

Great Art Is The Expression Of A Solution Of The Conflict Between The Demands Of The World Without And That Within.

There Is No Better Indication Of What The People Of Any Period Are Like Than The Plays They Go To See.

It Has Always Seemed Strange To Me That In Our Endless Discussions About Education So Little Stress Is Laid On The Pleasure Of Becoming An Educated Person, The Enormous Interest It Adds To Life. To Be Able To Be Caught Up Into The World Of Thought-that Is To Be Educated.

A People's Literature Is The Great Textbook For Real Knowledge Of Them. The Writings Of The Day Show The Quality Of The People As No Historical Reconstruction Can.