Mathematics has not a foot to stand upon which is not purely metaphysical.

Allow me to offer my congratulations on the truly admirable skill you have shown in keeping clear of the mark. Not to have hit once in so many trials, argues the most splendid talents for missing.

Call for the grandest of all earthly spectacles, what is that? It is the sun going to his rest.

Nobody will laugh long who deals much with opium: its pleasures even are of a grave and solemn complexion.

War has a deeper and more ineffable relation to hidden grandeurs in man than has yet been deciphered.

Out of the ruined lodge and forgotten mansion, bowers that are trodden under foot, and pleasure-houses that are dust, the poet calls up a palingenesis.

Thou hast the keys of Paradise, oh, just, subtle, and mighty opium!