We see only our own images in the universe---our particular idiosyncracies dictate the mode of our perceptions.
We are ever brutal to those who love and serve us in silence.
It is not that we should forget the creations of the past,
In this democratic age of ours, men clamor for what is popularly considered the best, regardless of their feelings. They want the costly, not the refined; they want the fashinable, not the beautiful.
Nothing is real to us but hungerr; nothing sacred except our own desires.
Let us be less luxurious but more magnificant.