We learn geology the morning after the earthquake.

The unique impression of Jesus upon mankind - whose name is not so much written as ploughed into the history of the world - is proof of the subtle virtue of this infusion. Jesus belonged to the race of prophets. He saw with open eyes the mystery of the soul. One man was true to what is in you and me. He, as I think, is the only soul in history who has appreciated the worth of man.

I shun father and mother and wife and brother when my genius calls me. I would write on the lintels of the door-post, Whim. I hope that it is somewhat better than whim at last, but we cannot spend the day in explanation.

Let us answer a book of ink with a book of flesh and blood.

The health of the eye seems to demand a horizon. We are never tired, so long as we can see far enough.

All science is transcendental or else passes away.

The primary wisdom is intuition.