Character is determined more by the lack of certain experiences than by those one has had.

Like the creatures of the forest and the sea, I love To lose myself for a while.

Art raises its head where creeds relax.

We find nothing easier than being wise, patient, superior. We drip with the oil of forbearance and sympathy, we are absurdly just, we forgive everything. For that very reason we ought to discipline ourselves a little; for that very reason we ought to cultivate a little emotion, a little emotional vice, from time to time. It may be hard for us; and among ourselves we may perhaps laugh at the appearance we thus present. But what of that! We no longer have any other mode of self-overcoming available to us: this is our asceticism, our penance.

Will, pure will, without the troubles and complexities of intellect - how happy! how free!

The less men are fettered by tradition, the greater becomes the inward activity of their motives, and greater again in proportion to their outer restlessness.

The English are the people of consummate cant.