Time, Matter, Space - All, It May

It Is Not Human Nature We Should Accuse But The Despicable Conventions That Pervert It.

Isn't It Better To Have Men Being Ungrateful Than To Miss A Chance To Do Good?

You Can Be Sure That A Painter Reveals Himself In His Work As Much As And More Than A Writer Does In His.

From Fanaticism To Barbarism Is Only One Step.

It Is Not The Man Who Is Beside Himself, But He Who Is Cool And Collected,--who Is Master Of His Countenance, Of His Voice, Of His Actions, Of His Gestures, Of Every Part Of His Play,--who Can Work Upon Others At His Pleasure.