I'm A Holy Man Minus The Holiness.

I Have No Mystic Faith In The People. I Have In The Individual.

She Would Only Point Out The Salvation That Was Latent In His Own Soul, And In The Soul Of Every Man. Only Connect! That Was The Whole Of Her Sermon. Only Connect The Prose And The Passion, And Both Will Be Exalted, And Human Love Will Be Seen At Its Height. Live In Fragments No Longer. Only Connect, And The Beast And The Monk, Robbed Of The Isolation That Is Life To Either, Will Die.

Do You Suppose There's Any Difference Between Spring In Nature And Spring In Man? But There We Go, Praising The One And Condemning The Other As Improper, Ashamed That The Same Laws Work Eternally Through Both.

My Conviction Gains Infinitely The Moment Another Soul Will Believe In It.

Let Her Go To Italy!" He Cried. "let Her Meddle With What She Doesn't Understand!