These are true felicities. No joy beyond these joys. Love is the only ecstasy, everything else weeps

Lastly, this threefold poetry flows from three great sources - The Bible, Homer, Shakespeare.... The Bible before the Iliad, the Iliad before Shakespeare.

Who then understands the reciprocal flux and reflux of the infinitely great and the infinitely small, the echoing of causes in the abysses of being, and the avalanches of creation?

One resists the invasion of armies; one does not resist the invasion of ideas.

We do not comprehend everything, but we insult nothing.

Philosophy should be an energy; it should find its aim and its effect in the amelioration of mankind.

Art moves. Hence its civilizing power.