A state of reverie does not avoid reality, it accedes to reality.

There are men who are possessed by an urge so strong to do some particular thing that they can't help themselves, they've got to do it. They're prepared to sacrifice everything to satisfy their yearning.

You tend to close your eyes to truth, beauty and goodness because they give no scope to your sense of the ridiculous.

The ideal has many names, and beauty is but one of them.

For men and women are not only themselves; they are also the region in which they are born, the city apartment or farm in which they learnt to walk, the games they played as children, the old wives tales they overheard, the food they ate, the schools they attended, the sports they followed, the poets they read, and the God they believed in. It is all these things that have made them what they are, and these are the things that you can't come to know by hearsay.

An art is only great and significant if it is one that all may enjoy. The art of a clique is but a plaything.

It is salutary to train oneself to be no more affected by censure than by praise.