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The Newspaper Reader Says: This Party Will Ruin Itself If It Makes Errors Like This. My Higher Politics Says: A Party Which Makes Errors Like This Is Already Finished -- It Is No Longer Secure In Its Instincts.

Love Of One Is A Piece Of Barbarism: For It Is Practised At The Expense Of All Others. Love Of God Likewise.

One Should Not Go Into Churches If One Wants To Breathe Pure Air.

I Wish To Be At Any Time Hereafter Only A Yea-sayer!

The Slow Arrow Of Beauty. The Noblest Kind Of Beauty Is That Which Does Not Transport Us Suddenly, Which Does Not Make Stormy And Intoxicating Impressions Such A Kind Easily Arouses Disgust But That Which Slowly Filters Into Our Minds.