The best reason for putting anything down on paper is that one may then change it.

The only places where American medicine can fully live up to its possibilities are the teaching hospitals.

Art is man determined to die sane.

The trouble with the sacred Individual is that he has no significance, except as he can acquire it from others, from the social whole.

This is the violet hour, the hour of hush and wonder, when the affectations glow and valor is reborn, when the shadows deepen along the edge of the forest and we believe that, if we watch carefully, at any moment we may see the unicorn.

Between the amateur and the professional . . . there is a difference not only in degree but in kind. The skillful man is, within the function of his skill, a different psychological organization. . . . A tennis player or a watchmaker or an airplane pilot is an automatism but he is also criticism and wisdom.

History abhors determinism but cannot tolerate chance.