We cannot get happiness by striving after it, and yet with an effort we can impart it.

Mystery lies over the sea. Every ship is bound for Thule.

It is doubtful if even experience of riches and success is as intense among those who have experienced nothing else as among those who have also experienced poverty and failure. There is little romance in wealth to those who have been born wealthy and whose families have been wealthy for generations.

The belief in the possibility of a short decisive war appears to be one of the most ancient and dangerous of human illusions.

W. B. Yeats has created, if not a new world, a new star. He is not a reporter of life as it is, to the extent that Shakespeare or Browning is. One is not quite certain that his kingdom is of the green earth. He is like a man who has seen the earth not directly but in a crystal.

Dostoevsky's visible world was a world of sensationalism. He may in the last analysis be a great mystic or a great psychologist; but he almost always reveals his genius on a stage crowded with people who behave like the men and women one reads about in the police news.

No man is uninteresting when his hat is blown off and he has to scuttle after it down the street.