There is no monster more destructive than the inventive mind that has outstripped philosophy.

It would appear, from the best examples, that the proper way of beginning a preface to one's work is with a humble apology for having written at all.

Insolent youth rides, now, in the whirlwind. For those modern iconoclasts who are without culture possess, apparently, all the courage.

idealism, that gaudy coloring matter of passion, fades when it is brought beneath the trenchant white light of knowledge. Ideals, like mountains, are best at a distance.

Preserve, within a wild sanctuary, an inaccessible valley of reverie.

Borrowed illusions are better than none.

...I had grown up in a world that was dominated by immature age. Not by vigorous immaturity, but by immaturity that was old and tired and prudent, that loved ritual and rubric, and was utterly wanting in curiosity about the new and the strange. Its era has passed away, and the world it made has crumbled around us. Its finest creation, a code of manners, has been ridiculed and discarded.