The only books that influence us are those for which we are ready, and which have gone a little farther down our particular path than we have yet got ourselves.

When I think of what life is, and how seldom love is answered by love; it is one of the moments for which the world was made.

Our life on earth is, and ought to be, material and carnal. But we have not yet learned to manage our materialism and carnality properly; they are still entangled with the desire for ownership.

Truth is a flower in whose neighbourhood others must wither.

I'm a holy man minus the holiness. Hand that on to your three spies, and tell them to put it in their pipes.

While her lips talked culture, her heart was planning to invite him to tea

When you come back you will not be you. And I may not be I.