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There is no morality in poverty. It is only that wealth gives the immoral greater opportunity for abuse.
I do not know what it says of a man that he might linger for hours before a painting of a garden and yet ignore the flowers themselves—
Eternity is the chief quality of high art. Depending on no moment, such art belongs to every moment, and so takes us for a time from our time—allowing us to touch eternity for our fleeting instant.
Men are only men when you take their uniforms away.”
In truth we are each a little legion, a pack of little personae—each one-eyed in its attentions and single-minded in its aim.
Women are ever the judges of men, our jury and, though their hands seldom grasp the knife, our executioners.
Joy is rare, a thing always of the now, existing without regard for time past or time future, and without depending on them.