Intellectually, Most People Never Wash. They Never

Reason To Rule, Mercy To Forgive: The First Is Law, The Last Prerogative.

All The Ills Of Mankind Spring From Belonging To A Race, A Nation, A City, A Group Of Some Kind. The Ideal Would Be To Belong To None, And To Care For Allbut Who Is Capable Of That?

Hatred Isgeneralized, But Love Is For The Particular.

There Is No Original Sin. It's All Been Done Before.

A Critic At Best Is A Waiter At The Great Table Of Literature.