In the creative state a man is taken out of himself.

Of course he despised the world as a whole; every thoughtful man should; it is almost a test of refinement.

Lord I disbelieve - help thou my unbelief.

The emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.

At times our need for a sympathetic gesture is so great that we care not what exactly it signifies or how much we may have to pay for it afterwards.

He was obliged however to throw over Christianity. Those who base their conduct upon what they are rather than upon what they ought to be, always must throw it over in the end . . . .

Love felt and returned, love which our bodies exact and our hearts have transfigured, love which is the most real thing that we shall ever meet, reappeared now as the world's enemy, and she must stifle it.