The highest and noblest thing that history can be is a good story.

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.

The family is the test of freedom; because the family is the only thing that the free man makes for himself and by himself.

For when we cease to worship God, we do not worship nothing, we worship anything.

The fatal metaphor of progress, which means leaving things behind us, has utterly obscured the real idea of growth, which means leaving things inside us.

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 reason that angels fly is that they take themselves so lightly.