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| Comes over one an absolute necessity to move. And what is more, to move in some particular direction. A double necessity then: to get on the move, and to know whither. | | Necessity | |
| Creation destroys as it goes, throws down one tree for the rise of another. But ideal mankind would abolish death, multiply itself million upon million, rear up city upon city, save every parasite alive, until the accumulation of mere existence is swollen to a horror. | | Uncategorized | |
| Death is the only pure, beautiful conclusion of a great passion. | | Uncategorized | |
| Design in art, is a recognition of the relation between various things, various elements in the creative flux. You can't invent a design. You recognize it, in the fourth dimension. That is, with your blood and your bones, as well as with your eyes. | | Uncategorized | |
| Do not allow to slip away from you freedoms the people who came before you won with such hard knocks | | Uncategorized | |
| Ethics and equity and the principles of justice do not change with the calendar. | | Uncategorized | |
| Every civilization when it loses its inner vision and its cleaner energy, falls into a new sort of sordidness, more vast and more stupendous than the old savage sort. An Augean stable of metallic filth. | | Civilization | |
| Every man has a mob self and an individual self, in varying proportions | | Uncategorized | |
| Every race which has become self-conscious and idea-bound in the past has perished. | | Uncategorized | |
| Evil, what is evil? There is only one evil, to deny life As Rome denied Etruria And mechanical America Montezuma still | | Evil | |
| Evil, what is evil? There is only one evil, to deny life. | | Evil | |
| For man, as for flower and beast and bird, the supreme triumph is to be most vividly, most perfectly alive. | | Life; Men | |
| For what is the beloved? She is that which I myself am not. In the act of love, I am pure male, and she is pure female. She is she, and I am I, and clasped together with her, I know how perfectly she is not me, now perfectly I am not her, how utterly we are two, the light and the darkness, and how infinetly and eternally, not-to-be-comprehended by either of us is the surpassing One we make. | | Love | |
| God how I hate new countries: They are older than the old, more sophisticated, much more conceited, only young in a certain puerile vanity more like senility than anything. | | Change; Country; Hate; Society; Vanity | |
| God is only a great imaginative experience. | | God | |
| He liked to watch his fellow-clerks at work. The man was the work and the work was the man, one thing, for the time being. It was different with the girls. The real woman never seemed to be there at the task, but as if left out, waiting. | | Uncategorized | |
| How beastly the bourgeois is especially the male of the species. | | Uncategorized | |
| How beautiful maleness is, if it finds its right expression. | | Uncategorized | |
| I am in love - and, my God, it's the greatest thing that can happen to a man. I tell you, find a woman you can fall in love with. Do it. Let yourself fall in love, if you haven't done so already. You are wasting your life. | | Love | |
| I am sure no other civilization, not even the Romans, has showed such a vast proportion of ignominious and degraded nudity, and ugly, squalid dirty sex. Because no other civilization has driven sex into the underworld, and nudity to the W.C. | | Uncategorized | |
