The Individual Feels The Futility Of Human

We Must Learn To See The World Anew.

Each Act Is An Island In Time, To Be Judged On Its Own.

In Art, And In The Higher Ranges Of Science, There Is A Feeling Of Harmony Which Underlies All Endeavor. There Is No True Greatness In Art Or Science Without That Sense Of Harmony.

The Effort To Strive For Truth Has To Precede All Other Efforts.

The Minority, The Ruling Class At Present, Has The Schools And Press, Usually The Church As Well, Under Its Thumb. This Enables It To Organize And Sway The Emotions Of The Masses, And Make Its Tool Of Them.