Most true points are fine points. There never was a dispute between mortals where both sides hadn't a bit of right.

He disliked emotion, not because he felt lightly, but because he felt deeply.

"What would you call the highest happiness, Lewie?" he asked. "The sense of competence," was the answer, given without hesitation.

I wondered whether the scientific modern brain could not get to the stage of realising that Space is not an empty homogeneous medium, but full of intricate differences, intelligible and real, though not with our common reality.

And where the deepest current crawls/ Like thistledown the dainty fly falls./ Then from the depths a silver gleam/ Quick flashes, like a jewel bright./ Up through the waters of the stream/ An instant visible to sight/ As lightning cleaves to sombre sky/ A rainbow rises to the fly.

Every man at the bottom of his heart believes that he is a born detective.

I believe everything out of the common. The only thing to distrust is the normal.