Orthodoxy is the diehard of the world of thought. It learns not, neither can it forget.

The propagandist's purpose is to make one set of people forget that certain other sets of people are human.

In regard to man's final end, all the higher religions are in complete agreement. The purpose of human life is the discovery of Truth, the unitive knowledge of the Godhead.

Of the significant and pleasurable experiences of life only the simplest are open indiscriminately to all. The rest cannot be had except by those who have undergone a suitable training.

Faith, it is evident, may be relied on to produce sustained action and, more rarely, sustained contemplation.

You've got to be hurt and upset; otherwise you can't think of the really good, penetrating, X-rayish phrases.

The legs, for example, of that chair--how miraculous their tubularity, how supernatural their polished smoothness! I spent several minutes--or was it several centuries?--not merely gazing at those bamboo legs, but actually being them---or rather being myself in them; or, to be still more accurate (for "I" was not involved in the case, nor in a certain sense were "they") being my Not-self in the Not-self which was the chair.