Men are freest when they are most unconscious of freedom. The shout is a rattling of chains, always was.

The word arse is as much god as the word face. It must be so, otherwise you cut off your god at the waist.

The novel is the highest form of human expression so far attained. Why? Because it is so incapable of the absolute.

Life is a travelling to the edge of knowledge, then a leap taken.

The world is wonderful and beautiful and good beyond one's wildest imagination. Never, never, never could one conceive what love is, beforehand, never. Life can be great-quite god-like. It can be so. God be thanked I have proved it.

Thought is a man in his wholeness, wholly attending.

She knew that the horse, born to serve nobly, had waited in vain for someone noble to serve. His spirit knew that nobility had gone out of men.