I do esteem individual liberty above everything. What is a nation for, but to secure the maximum liberty to every individual?

The peasants of Sicily, who have kept their own wheat and make their own natural brown bread, ah, it is amazing how fresh and sweet and clean their loaf seems, so perfumed, as home-made bread used all to be before the war.

The living self has one purpose only: to come into its own fullness of being, as a tree comes into full blossom, or a bird into spring beauty, or a tiger into lustre.

I can't bear art that you can walk round and admire. A book should be either a bandit or a rebel or a man in the crowd.

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

The human consciousness is really homogeneous. There is no complete forgetting, even in death.

Oh, what a catastrophe for man when he cut himself off from the rhythm of the year, from his unison with the sun and the earth. Oh, what a catastrophe, what a maiming of love when it was a personal, merely personal feeling, taken away from the rising and the setting of the sun, and cut off from the magic connection of the solstice and the equinox!