Silence is the unbearable repartee.

Do not, I beseech you be troubled by the increase of forces already in dissolution. You have mistake the hour of the night: it is already morning.

All architecture is great architecture after sunset; perhaps architecture is really a nocturnal art, like the art of fireworks.

How much happier you would be, how much more of you there would be, if the hammer of a higher God could smash your small cosmos.

For the only courage worth calling courage must necessarily mean that the soul passes a breaking point and does not break.

Doing nothing is sometimes one of the highest of the duties of man.

Nobody understands the nature of the Church, or the ringing note of the creed descending from antiquity, who does not realize that the whole world once very nearly died of broadmindedness and the brotherhood of all religions.