Reason cannot remain a bare intellectual faculty; it must become a faculty of judgment dealing with the question of values.

The cat is, above all things, a dramatist.

He lives in the halflights in secret places, free and alone, this mysterious little great being whom his mistress calls, My cat.

Dogs have owners, cats have staff.

A plate is distasteful to a cat, a newspaper still worse; they like to eat sticky pieces of meat sitting on a cushioned chair or a nice Persian rug.

... all progress in knowledge takes place through the correction of that which has been received on authority ... without the huge body of traditional knowledge, accurate and inaccurate together, there would be nothing even to correct. Progress is not made in spite of authority, but by means of it.

The spiritual is not the emotional; we may receive spiritual things emotionally, but to receive them rationally we must receive them with the mind and the will; we must act on them, we must experiment on them, we must let them permeate our consciousness.