Theodore Dreiser Should Ought To Write Nicer.

How Dismal Is Progress Without Publicity.

If I Were Personally To Define Religion, I Would Say That It Is A Bandage That Man Has Invented To Protect A Soul Made Bloody By Circumstances. All Forms Of Dogmatic Religion Should Go. The World Did Without Them In The Past And Can Do So Again. I Cite The Great Civilizations Of China And India.

Our Civilization Is Still In A Middle Stage, Scarcely Beast, In That It Is No Longer Wholly Guided By Instinct; Scarcely Human, In That It Is Not Yet Wholly Guided By Reason.

I Sacrifice To The God Of Beauty — The Impulse To Beauty In Nature. Here Are Flowers. Here Is Wine Spilled On The Floor. I Will Burn Incense & Myrhh. I Will Kneel & Strike My Breast & Touch The Dust With My Forehead. I Will I Will! Only Do Not Forsake Me, Oh God Of Beauty.

Art Is The Stored Honey Of The Human Soul, Gathered On Wings Of Misery And Travail.