Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.

And Jesus was a Jew too. Your god. He was a Jew like me. And so was his father.

[A writer is] a priest of eternal imagination, transmuting the daily bread of experience into the radiant body of everliving life.

Any object, intensely regarded, may be a gate of access to the incorruptible eons of the gods.

Let us leave theories there and return to here's hear.

I am proud to be an emotionalist.

The State is concentric, but the individual is eccentric.