The sum of human wisdom is not contained in any one language, and no single language is capable of expressing all forms and degrees of human comprehension.

Mass ought to be in Latin, unless you could do it in Greek or Chinese. In fact, any abracadabra that no bloody member of the public or half-educated ape of a clargimint could think he understood.

It is the business of the artist to make humanity aware of itself.

The secret of popular writing is never to put more on a given page than the common reader can lap off it with no strain whatsoever on his habitually slack attention.

The thought of what America would be like If the Classics had a wide circulation Troubles my sleep (Cantico del Sole)

With one day's reading a man may have the key in his hands.

The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet black bough.