There Is Nothing More Fragile Than Civilization.

All The Art Of Living Lies In A Fine Mingling Of Letting Go And Holding On.

What We Call 'morals' Is Simply Blind Obedience To Words Of Command.

One Can Know Nothing Of Giving Aught That Is Worthy To Give Unless One Also Knows How To Take.

What We Call Progress Is The Exchange Of One Nuisance For Another Nuisance.

Socialism Also Brings Us Up Against The Hard Rock Of Eugenic Fact Which, If We Neglect It, Will Dash Our Most Beautiful Social Construction To Fragments.