Agnostics talk cheerfully of man's search for God but they might as well talk about the mouse's search for the cat.

Every poem can be considered in two ways--as what the poet has to say, and as a thing which he makes.

Few men looked on her without becoming, in a certain fashion, her lovers. But it was the kind of love that made them not less true, but truer, to their own wives.

This is where men, even the trustiest, fail us. Their heart is never so wholly given to any matter but that some trifle of a meal, or a drink, or a sleep, or a joke, or a girl, may come in between them and it, and then (even if you are a queen) you'll get no more good out of them until they've had their way.

A particular ikon an aid to devotion may be itself a word of art, but that is logically accidental; its artistic merits will not make it a better ... ikon. They may make it a worse one.

You have gone into the Temple...and found Him, as always, there.

All possible knowledge, then, depends on the validity of reasoning...Unless human reasoning is valid no science can be true.