There is no logical reason why the camel of great art should pass through the needle of mob intelligence.

Life ought to be a struggle of desire toward adventures whose nobility will fertilize the soul.

No great thing happens suddenly.

Men must be capable of imagining and executing and insisting on social change if they are to reform or even maintain civilization, and capable too of furnishing the rebellion which is sometimes necessary if society is not to perish of immobility.

... it matters not what natural endowment a race may have if it prostitutes itself to the service of death.

A child is an adult temporarily enduring conditions which exclude the possibility of happiness.

The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.