An ideal cannot wait for its realization to prove its validity.

It is one thing to lack a heart and another to possess eyes and a just imagination.

To be boosted by an illusion is not to live better than to live in harmony with the truth ... these refusals to part with a decayed illusion are really an infection to the mind.

Ideal society is a drama enacted exclusively in the imagination.

Knowledge is not eating, and we cannot expect to devour and possess what we mean. Knowledge is recognition of something absent; it is a salutation, not an embrace.

Love, whether sexual, parental, or fraternal, is essentially sacrificial, and prompts a man to give his life for his friends.

Faith in the supernatural is a desperate wager made by man at the lowest ebb of his fortunes.