At present we live to impede each other's satisfactions; competition, domestic life, society, what is it all but this?

I stand at the altar of murdered men, and, while I live, I fight their cause.

Women have no sympathy and my experience of women is almost as large as Europe.

Perhaps, if prematurely we dismiss ourselves from this world, all may even have to be suffered through again - the premature birth may not contribute to the production of another being, which must be begun again from the beginning.

Unnecessary noise is the most cruel abuse of care which can be inflicted on either the sick or the well.

For what is Mysticism? It is not the attempt to draw near to God, not by rites or ceremonies, but by inward disposition? Is it not merely a hard word for 'The Kingdom of Heaven is within'? Heaven is neither a place nor a time.

Little as we know about the way in which we are affected by form, by color, and light, we do know this, that they have an actual physical effect.