Bad times have a scientific value. These are occasions a good learner would not miss.

What potent blood hath modest May.

There are men too superior to be seen except by a few, as there are notes too high for the scale of most ears.

The Artist always has the masters in his eyes.

He in whom the love of truth predominates . . . submits to the inconvenience of suspense and imperfect opinion; but he is a candidate for truth . . . and respects the highest law of his being.

Everything teaches transition, transference, metamorphosis: therein is human power, in transference, not in creation; & therein is human destiny, not in longevity but in removal. We dive & reappear in new places.

I cannot remember the books I've read any more than the meals I have eaten; even so, they have made me.