It's Actually The Spirit Helping The Spirit;

Progress Will Always Have As Its Recourse To Exaggerate What It Cannot Surpass.

Isn't It Awful That Cold Feet Make For A Cold Imagination And That A Pair Of Woollen Socks Induce Good Thoughts!

Critics Are Reprimanded When They Get Sarcastic. How Absurd! Is The Torch Of Criticism Supposed To Shine Without Burning?

Poetry, It Is Often Said And Loudly So, Is Life's True Mirror. But A Monkey Looking Into A Work Of Literature Looks In Vain For Socrates.

Morality, A Muzzle For The Will; Logic, A Climbing Iron For The Mind.