It takes little talent to see what lies under one's nose, a good deal to know in what direction to point that organ.

A man has his distinctive personal scent which his wife, his children and his dog can recognize. A crowd has a generalized stink. The public is odorless.

History is, strictly speaking, the study of questions; the study of answers belongs to anthropology and sociology.

Even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot Where the dogs go on with their doggy life

Music can be made anywhere, is invisible and does not smell.

Most people call something profound, not because it is near some important truth but because it is distant from ordinary life. Thus, darkness is profound to the eye, silence to the ear; what-is-not is the profundity of what-is.

August for the people and their favourite islands. Daily the steamers sidle up to meet The effusive welcome of the pier.