We do not want to merely “see” beauty. We want to be united with it, to receive it into ourselves, to become part of it.

Precisely because we cannot predict the moment, we must be ready at all moments.

If a man thinks he is not conceited, he is very conceited indeed.

What the soul cries out for is the resurrection of the senses. Even in this life, matter would be nothing to us if it were not the source of sensations.

What you see and what you hear depends a great deal on where you are standing. It also depends on what sort of person you are.

We want, in fact, not so much a father in heaven as a grandfather in heaven: a senile benevolence who, as they say, "liked to see young people enjoying themselves" and whose plan for the universe was simply that it might be truly said at the end of each day, "a good time was had by all."

What I like about experience is that it is such an honest thing. You may take any number of wrong turnings; but keep your eyes open and you will not be allowed to go very far before the warning signs appear. You may have deceived yourself, but experience is not trying to deceive you. The universe rings true wherever you fairly test it.