Society Is An Interweaving And Interworking Of

Selfishness Of The Stable Or Rigid Sort Is As A Rule More Bitterly Resented Than The More Fickle Variety, Chiefly, No Doubt, Because, Having More Continuity And Purpose, It Is More Formidable.

Our Individual Lives Cannot, Generally, Be Works Of Art Unless The Social Order Is Also.

One Should Never Criticize His Own Work Except In A Fresh And Hopeful Mood. The Self-criticism Of A Tired Mind Is Suicide.

The More Developed Sexual Passion, In Both Sexes, Is Very Largely An Emotion Of Power, Domination, Or Appropriation. There Is No State Of Feeling That Says Mine, Mine, More Fiercely.

It Happens From Time To Time In Every Complex And Active Society, That Certain Persons Feel The Complexity And Insistence As A Tangle, And Seek Freedom In Retirement, As Thoreau Sought At Walden Pond. They Do Not, However, In This Manner Escape From The Social Institutions Of Their Time, Nor Do They Really Mean To Do So; What They Gain, If They Are Successful, Is A Saner Relation To Them.