The saints are the sinners who keep on trying.

I learned to recognise the thorough and primitive duality of man; I saw that, of the two natures that contended in the field of my consciousness, even if I could rightly be said to be either, it was only because I was radically both.

It is one thing to mortify curiosity, another to conquer it.

The friendly cow, all red and white, I love with all my heart; She gives me cream with all her might, To eat with apple-tart.

You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us.

The problem of education is twofold: first to know, and then to utter. Everyone who lives any semblance of an inner life thinks more nobly and profoundly than he speaks.

No human being ever spoke of scenery for above two minutes at a time, which makes me suspect that we hear too much of it in literature.