If one is a greyhound, why try to look like a Pekingese?

By 'happiness' I do not mean worldly success or outside approval, though it would be priggish to deny that both these things are most agreeable. I mean the inner consciousness, the inner conviction that one is doing well the thing that one is best fitted to do by nature.

[History is] that terrible mill in which sawdust rejoins sawdust.

All great poetry is dipped in the dyes of the heart.

When we think of cruelty, we must try to remember the stupidity, the envy, the frustration from which it has arisen.

Rhythm is one of the principal translators between dream and reality.

Still falls the rain - dark as the world of man, black as our loss - blind as the nineteen hundred and forty nails upon the Cross.