Man lives in only one small room of the enormous house of his consciousness.

We with our lives are like islands in the sea, or like trees in the forest... But the trees also commingle their roots in the darkness underground.

The greatest enemy of any one of our truths may be the rest of our truths.

There is a stream, a succession of states, or waves, or fields (or whatever you please to call them), of knowledge, of feeling, of desire, of deliberation, etc., that constantly pass and repass, and that constitute our inner life.

Religious awe is the same organic thrill which we feel in a forest at twilight, or in a mountain gorge.

Religion, whatever it is, is a man's total reaction upon life.

The worst thing that can happen to a good teacher is to get a bad conscience about her profession because she feels herself hopeless as a psychologist.