The nearer a conception comes towards finality, the nearer does the dynamic relation, out of which this concept has arisen, draw to a close. To know is to lose.
Europe's the mayonnaise all right, but America supplies the good old lobster.
The Sphinx-riddle. Solve it, or be torn to bits, is the decree.
The goal is to know how not-to-know.
The dead don't die. They look on and help.
She herself had never been able to be altogether herself: it had been denied her.