Do we find happiness so often that we should turn it off the box when it happens to sit there?

We are willing enough to praise freedom when she is safely tucked away in the past and cannot be a nuisance. In the present, amidst dangers whose outcome we cannot foresee, we get nervous about her, and admit censorship.

Human relations are impossible. When they are real they are uncomfortable, and when they are comfortable they are unreal. It was for the journey into solitude that the human soul was created.

The present flowed by them like a stream. The tree rustled. It had made music before they were born, and would continue after their deaths, but its song was of the moment. The moment had passed. The tree rustled again. Their senses were sharpened, and they seemed to apprehend life. Life passed. The tree rustled again.

What the world most needs today are negative virtues - not minding people, not being huffy, touchy, irritable or revengeful.

Sudden conversion ... is particularly attractive to the half-baked mind.

My conviction gains infinitely the moment another soul will believe in it.