A large section of the intelligentsia seems wholly devoid of intelligence.

The artistic temperament is a disease that afflicts amateurs. It is a disease which arises from men no having sufficient power of expression to utter and get rid of the element of art in their being.

The past is not what it was.

Never invoke the gods unless you really want them to appear. It annoys them very much.

If you know what a man's doing, get in front of him; but if you want to guess what he's doing keep behind him.

He had found the thing which the modern people call Impressionism, which is another name for that final scepticism which can find no floor to the universe.

And I will add this point of merely personal experience of humanity: when men have a real explanation they explain it, eagerly and copiously and in common speech, as Huxley freely gave it when he thought he had it. When they have no explanation to offer, they give short dignified replies, disdainful of the ignorance of the multitude.