Towers in a modern town are a frill and a survival; they seem like the raised hands of the various churches, afraid of being overlooked, and saying to the forgetful public, Here I am! Or perhaps they are rival lightning rods, saying to the emanations of divine grace, "Please strike here!

Science is nothing but developed perception, interpreted intent, common sense rounded out and minutely articulated.

We should have to abandon our vested illusions, our irrational religions and patriotisms.

Music is a means of giving form to our inner feelings, without attaching them to events or objects in the world.

It takes patience to appreciate domestic bliss; volatile spirits prefer unhappiness.

A fanatical imagination cannot regard God as just unless he is represented as infinitely cruel.

My remembrance of the past is a novel I am constantly recomposing; and it would not be a historical novel, but sheer fiction, if the material events which mark and ballast my career had not their public dates and characters scientifically discoverable.