The divine is perhaps that quality in man which permits him to endure the lack of God.
Far too often the choices reality proposes are such as to take away one's taste for choosing.
Beauty in art is often nothing but ugliness subdued.
Being right is less important to us than the freedom to be wrong.
There are certain moments when we might wish the future were built by men of the past.
It is not easy to imagine how little interested a scientist usually is in the work of any other, with the possible exception of the teacher who backs him or the student who honors him.