The Bible Is Literature, Not Dogma.

Saints Cannot Arise Where There Have Been No Warriors, Nor Philosophers Where A Prying Beast Does Not Remain Hidden In The Depths.

The Vital Straining Towards An Ideal, Definite But Latent, When It Dominates A Whole Life, May Express That Ideal More Fully Than Could The Best Chosen Words.

If Artists And Poets Are Unhappy, It Is After All Because Happiness Does Not Interest Them.

The Word Experience Is Like A Shrapnel Shell, And Bursts Into A Thousand Meanings.

In Unphilosophical Minds Any Rare Or Unexpected Thing Excites Wonder, While In Philosophical Minds The Familiar Excites Wonder Also.