The sense of wonder, that is our sixth sense.

The artist usually sets out -- or used to -- to point a moral and adorn a tale. The tale, however, points the other way, as a rule. Two blankly opposing morals, the artist's and the tale's. Never trust the artist. Trust the tale. The proper functions of a critic is to save the tale from the artist who created it.

The great virtue in life is real courage that knows how to face facts and live beyond them.

Thought is a man in his wholeness, wholly attending.

It was as if thousands and thousands of little roots and threads of consciousness in him and her had grown together into a tangled mass, till they could crowd no more, and the plant was dying. Now quietly, subtly, she was unravelling the tangle of his consciousness and hers, breaking the threads gently, one by one, with patience and impatience to get clear.

Oh, for the wonder that bubbles into my soul.

No absolute is going to make the lion lie down with the lamb: unless the lamb is inside.