Faith, to my mind, is a stiffening process, a sort of mental starch.
Of course he despised the world as a whole; every thoughtful man should; it is almost a test of refinement.
I don't know what to think until I see what I've said.
I really don't know what happens next -- one so seldom does.
Logic! Good gracious! What rubbish!
Very notable was his distinction between coarseness and vulgarity, coarseness, revealing something; vulgarity, concealing something.