On the whole, age comes more gently to those who have some doorway into an abstract world-art, or philosophy, or learning-regions where the years are scarcely noticed and the young and old can meet in a pale truthful light.

Curiosity is the one thing invincible in Nature.

it is a lean employment of time to brood on what might have happened along some other turning.

In one form or another, conscious or unconscious, we have all become propagandists; integrity alone can keep us truthful.

The portion we see of human beings is very small: their formats and faces, voices and words.... beyond these, like an immense dark continent, lies all that has made them.

It is not badness, it is the absence of goodness, which, in Art as in Life, is so depressing.

One has to resign oneself to being a nuisance if one wants to get anything done.