Not only every great poet, but every genuine, but lesser poet, fulfils once for all some possibility of language, and so leaves one possibility less for his successors.

Where does one go from a world of insanity? Somewhere on the other side of despair.

Time present and time past / are both perhaps present in time future.

The chief danger about Paris is that it is such a strong stimulant.

What is true, is true only for one time and only for one place.

A good deal of confusion could be avoided, if we refrained from setting before the group, what can be the aim only of the individual; and before society as a whole, what can be the aim only of the group.

We had the experience, but we missed the meaning.