The brute necessity of believing something so long as life lasts does not justify any belief in particular.

Poetry is an attenuation, a rehandling, an echo of crude experience; it is itself a theoretic vision of things at arm's length.

The wisest mind has something yet to learn.

Thought is essentially practical in the sense that but for thought no motion would be an action, no change a progress.

The God to whom depth in philosophy bring back men's minds is far from being the same from whom a little philosophy estranges them

The truth is cruel, but it can be loved, and it makes free those who have loved it.

Mortality has its compensations; one is that all evils are transitory, another that better times may come.