And so do you suppose it must be a piece-work because it has been given to you (and could only be given to you) in pieces?

We are, all of us, growing volcanoes that approach the hour of their eruption, but how near or distant that is, nobody knows- not even God.

As regards the celebrated struggle for life, it seems to me for the present to have been rather asserted than proved. It does occur, but as the exception; the general aspect of life is not hunger and distress, but rather wealth, luxury, even absurd prodigality -- where there is a struggle it is a struggle for power.

Error has made animals into men; is truth in a position to make men into animals again?

...If I continued to harbour any hope for music it lay in the expectation that a musician might come who was sufficiently bold, subtle, malicious, southerly, superhealthy to confront that music and in an immortal fashion take revenge on it.

Be careful when you cast out your demons that you don’t throw away the best of yourself.

There is not enough love and goodness in the world to permit giving any of it away to imaginary beings.