The artists who the world has always recognized as the greatest are those with the widest sympathy. The greatness of the great artist depends precisely on the width and the intensity of his sympathy.

What wonder, then, if human beings in their search for the divine have generally preferred to look within!

It’s embarrassing to tell you this, but it seems to come down mostly to just learning to be kinder.

Industrial civilization is only possible when there's no self-denial. Self-indulgence up to the very limits imposed by hygiene and economics. Otherwise the wheels stop turning.

Men make use of their illnesses at least as much as they are made use of by them.

Medical science is making such remarkable progress that soon none of us will be well.

For the born traveller, travelling is a besetting vice. Like other vices, it is imperious, demanding its victim's time, money, energy and the sacrifice of comfort.