An enormous part of our mature experience cannot not be expressed in words.

Art is the imposing of a pattern on experience, and our aesthetic enjoyment is recognition of the pattern.

Every intellectual revolution which has ever stirred humanity into greatness has been a passionate protest against inert ideas. Then, alas, with pathetic ignorance of human psychology, it has proceeded by some educational scheme to bind humanity afresh with inert ideas of its own fashioning.

It requires a very unusual mind to undertake the analysis of the obvious.

There is no greater hindrance to the progress of thought than an attitude of irritated party-spirit.

The foundation of reverence is this perception, that the present holds within itself the complete sum of existence, backwards and forwards, that whole amplitude of time, which is eternity.

It is not paradox to say that in our most theoretical moods we may be nearest to our most practical applications.