"We are all treading the vanishing road of a song in the air, the vanishing road of the spring flower..." — Richard Le Gallienne

Organized Christianity has probably done more to retard the ideals that were its founder's than any other agency in the world.

A woman's beauty is one of her great missions.

We have, of course, long since ceased to think of Nature as the sympathetic mirror of our moods, or to imagine that she has any concern with the temporal affairs of man.

We also maintain - again with perfect truth - that mystery is more than half of beauty, the element of strangeness that stirs the senses through the imagination.