The various forms of intellectual activity which together make up the culture of an age, move for the most part from different starting-points, and by unconnected roads.

Experience, already reduced to a group of impressions, is ringed round for each one of us by that thick wall of personality through which no real voice has ever pierced on its way to us, or from us to that which we can only conjecture to be without.

To regard all things and principles of things as inconstant modes or fashions has more and more become the tendency of modern thought.

To burn always with this hard, gem-like flame, to maintain this ecstasy, is success in life.

It is always hazardous to express what one has to say indirectly and allusively.

All art constantly aspires towards the condition of music.

Through the survival of their children, happy parents are able to think calmly, and with a very practical affection, of a world in which they are to have no direct share.