Isn't it remarkable how everyone who knew [D.H.] Lawrence has felt compelled to write about him? Why, he's had more books written about him than any writer since Byron!

Art and religion, carnivals and saturnalia, dancing and listening to oratory - all these have served, in H. G. Wells's phrase, as Doors in the Wall.

Everyone belongs to everyone else.

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.

For what we think and feel and are is to a great extent determined by the state of our ductless glands and our viscera.

Man is hypnotized by the glitter of his own gadgetry

Too much consistency is as bad for the mind as for the body.