The planting of trees is the least self-centered of all that we can do. It is a purer act of faith than the procreation of children.

You swore you loved me, and laughed and warned me that you would not love me forever. I did not hear you. You were speaking in a language I did not understand. Never, never, I can conceive of a love which is able to foresee its own termination. Love is its own eternity. Love is in every moment of its being: all time. It is the only glimpse we are permitted of what eternity is. So I did not hear you. The words were nonsense.

A play visibly represents pure existing.

There is one regard in which bullies show real perception when compared with their victims; it is their silent good-natured pleasure of the moment.

How do you know what the world is like? Do you know the world is a foul sty? Do you know if you rip the fronts off houses you'd find swine? The world's a hell. What does it matter what happens in it?

Faith is a never-ending pool of clarity, reaching far beyond the margins of consciousness. We all know more than we know we know.

the whole purport of literature...is the notation of the heart. Style is but the faintly contemptible vessel in which the bitter liquid is recommended to the world.