The Loss Of Our Illusions Is The

Hypocrites Weep, And You Cannot Tell Their Tears From Those Of Saints; But No Bad Man Ever Laughed Sweetly Yet.

Humiliation Is A Guest That Only Comes To Those Who Have Made Ready His Resting-place, And Will Give Him A Fair Welcome. ... No One Can Disgrace You Save Yourself.

There Is No Applause That So Flatters A Man As That Which He Wrings From Unwilling Throats.

I Do Not Wish To Be A Coward Like The Father Of Mankind And Throw The Blame Upon A Woman.

The Christian Religion, Outwardly And Even In Intention Humble, Does, Without Meaning It, Teach Man To Regard Himself As The Most Important Of All Created Things. Man Surveys The Starry Heavens And Hears With His Ears Of The Plurality Of Worlds; Yet His Religion Bids Him Believe That His Alone Out Of These Innumerable Spheres Is The Object Of His Master's Love And Sacrifice.