The heterodoxy of one generation is the orthodoxy of the next.

Theories that go counter to the facts of human nature are foredoomed.

When we speak of beauty, we're speaking of something we're more or less indifferent to.

...a chasm opened in the earth and out of it coal-black horses sprang, drawing a chariot and driven by one who had a look of dark splendor, majestic and beautiful and terrible. He caught her to him and held her close. The next moment she was being borne away from the radiance of earth in springtime to the world of the dead by the king who rules it.

There is a field where all wonderful perfections of microscope and telescope fail, all exquisite niceties of weights and measures, as well as that which is behind them, the keen and driving power of the mind. No facts however indubitably detected, no effort of reason however magnificently maintained, can prove that Bach's music is beautiful.

The suffering of a soul that can suffer greatly -- that and only that, is tragedy.

The Old Testament is the record of men's conviction that God speaks directly to men.