Sex endows the individual with a dumb and powerful instinct, which carries his body and soul continually towards another, makes it one of the dearest employments of his life to select and pursue a companion, and joins to possession the keenest pleasure, to rivalry the fiercest rage, and to solicitude an eternal melancholy. What more could be needed to suffuse the world with the deepest meaning and beauty?

It is rash to intrude upon the piety of others: both the depth and the grace of it elude the stranger.

The scientific value of truth is not, however, ultimate or absolute. It rests partly on practical, partly on aesthetic interests. As our ideas are gradually brought into conformity with the facts by the painful process of selection,-for intuition runs equally into truth and into error, and can settle nothing if not controlled by experience,-we gain vastly in our command over our environment. This is the fundamental value of natural science

Tomes of aesthetic criticism hang on a few moments of real delight and intuition.

A child educated only at school is an uneducated child.

Religions are the great fairy tales of conscience.

Nothing is really so poor and melancholy as art that is interested in itself and not in its subject.