When All Beliefs Are Challenged Together, The

The Word Experience Is Like A Shrapnel Shell, And Bursts Into A Thousand Meanings.

I Have Imagination, And Nothing That Is Real Is Alien To Me.

All Beauties Are To Be Honored, But Only One Embraced.

Perhaps The Only True Dignity Of Man Is His Capacity To Despise Himself.

A Conceived Thing Is Doubly A Product Of Mind, More A Product Of Mind, If You Will, Than An Idea, Since Ideas Arise, So To Speak,by The Mind's Inertia And Conceptions Of Things By Its Activity. Ideas Are Mental Sediment; Conceived Things Are Mental Growths.