We have been a little insane about the truth. We have had an obsession.

Imagination is the will of things. . . .

In European thought in general, as contrasted with American, vigor, life and originality have a kind of easy, professional utterance. American -- on the other hand, is expressed in an eager amateurish way. A European gives a sense of scope, of survey, of consideration. An American is strained, sensational. One is artistic gold; the other is bullion.

Perhaps it is of more value to infuriate philosophers than to go along with them.

Throw away the light, the definitions, and say what you see in the dark.

Our bloom is gone. We are the fruit thereof.

To regard the imagination as metaphysics is to think of it as part of life, and to think of it as part of life is to realize the extent of artifice. We live in the mind.