Until we give up the world manufactured by the ego, never can we enter the kingdom of heaven. None ever did, none ever will.

This world, this universe which our senses feel, or our mind thinks, is but one atom, so to say, of the Infinite, projected on to the plane of consciousness; and within that narrow limit, defined by the network of consciousness, works our reason, and not beyond. Therefore, there must be some other instrument to take us beyond, and that instrument is called inspiration.

It is faith that makes a lion of a man.

The only saint is that soul that never weakens, faces everything, and determines to die game.

All change is in the screen.

Art must be in touch with nature - and wherever that touch is gone, Art degenerates - yet it must be above nature.

So long as the millions live in hunger and ignorance, I hold every man a traitor who, having been educated at their expense, pays not the least heed to them.