You know more than you think you know, just as you know less than you want to know.
His morality is all sympathy, just what morality should be
The one charm of the past is that it is the past.
But beauty, real beauty, ends where an intellectual expression begins. Intellect is in itself a mode of exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of any face.
If I hadn't believed it, then I wouldn't have seen it
Dear little Swallow,’ said the Prince, ‘you tell me of marvelous things, but more marvelous than anything is the suffering of men and of women. There is no Mystery so great as Misery.