The true test of civilization is not the census, nor the size of cities, nor the crops - no, but the kind of man the country turns out.

The glance is natural magic. The mysterious communication established across a house between two entire strangers, moves all the springs of wonder.

I cannot find language of sufficient energy to convey my sense of the sacredness of private integrity.

We denote this primary wisdom as Intuition, whilst all later teachings are tuitions.

Is there a difference? Yes. We are in harmony with nature, but never at peace.

Insist on yourself; never imitate. Your own gift you can offer with the cumulative force of a whole life's cultivation, but of the adopted talent of another, you have only an extemporaneous, half possession.

The soul knows no persons.