Once you abstract from this, once you generalize and postulate Universals, you have departed from the creative reality, and entered the realm of static fixity, mechanism, materialism.

A museum is not a first-hand contact: it is an illustrated lecture. And what one wants is the actual vital touch.

The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.

The tragedy is when you've got sex in the head instead of down where it belongs.

There is a sixth sense, the natural religious sense, the sense of wonder.

In the end, for congenial sympathy, for poetry, for work, for original feeling and expression, for perfect companionship with one's friends--give me the country.

I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.