We might likewise say that humans are the neurotics of the animal world, in that they are the only animals who must choose to be instead of just instinctively being.

The dead hand of research lies heavy on too many novels.

Creation lives alone in a small temple. Only one may worship at a time.

The more specific you are, the more universal you are.

Mine! There isn't any such thing as mine. The world slips slithering through my fingers.

What man can imagine he may one day achieve.

In order to go anywhere it is necessary to be where one is.