Each word of Heraclitus expresses the pride and the majesty of truth, but of truth grasped in intuitions rather than attained by the rope ladder of logic.
The English are the people of consummate cant.
Body am I entirely, and nothing else; and soul is only a word for something about the body.
if we possess a why of life we can put up with almost any how.
Praise is more obtrusive than a reproach.
There are ages in which the rational man and the intuitive man stand side by side, the one in fear of intuition, the other with scorn for abstraction. The latter is just as irrational as the former is inartistic.