The soul, too has her virginity and must bleed a little before bearing fruit.

Does the thoughtful man suppose that...the present experiment in civilization is the last world we will see?

Self-assurance is contemptible and fatal unless it is self-knowledge.

For Shakespeare, in the matter of religion, the choice lay between Christianity and nothing. He chose nothing.

In this world we must either institute conventional forms of expression or else pretend that we have nothing to express; the choice lies between a mask and a figleaf.

Art is the response to the demand for entertainment, for the stimulation of our senses and imagination, and truth enters into it only as it subserves these ends.

...science is nothing but developed perception, interpreted intent, common-sense rounded out and minutely articulated. It is therefore as much an instinctive product, as much a stepping forth of human courage in the dark, as is any inevitable dream or impulsive action.