Nobody can have the consolations of religion or philosophy unless he has first experienced their desolations.

Successfully (whatever that may mean) or unsuccessfully, we all overact the part of our favorite character in fiction.

A large city cannot be experientially known; its life is too manifold for any individual to be able to participate in it.

Complete prohibition of all chemical mind changers can be decreed, but cannot be enforced, and tends to create more evils than it cures.

In spite of language, in spite of intelligence and intuition and sympathy, one can never really communicate anything to anybody. The essential substance of every thought and feeling remains incommunicable, locked up in the impenetrable strong-room of the individual soul and body. Our life is a sentence of perpetual solitary confinement.

Teaching is the last refuge of feeble minds with a classical education.

No social stability without individual stability.