Theories then are dangerous things.

The telephone, which interrupts the most serious conversations and cuts short the most weighty observations, has a romance of its own.

Habits and customs are a convenience devised for the support of timid natures who dare not allow their souls free play.

Women have served all these centuries as looking glasses possessing the power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size.

That complete statement which is literature.

Now this is very profound, what rhythm is, and goes far deeper than words. A sight, an emotion, creates this wave in the mind, long before it makes words to fit it.

There is a coherence in things, a stability; something... is immune from change and shines out... in the face of the flowing, the fleeting, the spectral, like a ruby.