Love is ...not a fact in nature of which we become aware, but rather a creation of the human imagination.

Nature, in her blind thirst for life has filled every possible cranny of the rotting earth with some sort of fantastic creature.

An abundance of some good things is perfectly compatible with the scarcity of others; that life is everywhere precarious, man everywhere small.

True tragedy may be defined as a dramatic work in which the outward failure of the principal personage is compensated for by the dignity and greatness of his character.

Science has always promised two things not necessarily related; an increase first in our powers, second in our happiness or wisdom, and we have come to realize that it is the first and less important of the two promises which it has kept most abundantly.

If we do not permit the earth to produce beauty and joy, it will in the end not produce food, either.

Rhetoric takes no real account of the art in literature and morality takes no account of the art in life.