There Is Nothing In This World As

The Proverbial Notion Of Historical Distance Consists In Our Having Lost Ninety-five Of Every Hundred Original Facts, So The Remaining Ones Can Be Arranged However One Likes.

We Sometimes Have A Flash Of Understanding That Amounts To The Insight Of Genius, And Yet It Slowly Withers, Even In Our Hands - Like A Flower. The Form Remains, But The Colours And The Fragrance Are Gone.

If There Is A Sense Of Reality, There Must Also Be A Sense Of Possibility.

A Man Can't Be Angry At His Own Time Without Suffering Some Damage.

... For The Modern Soul, For Which It Is Mere Child's Play To Bridge Oceans And Continents, There Is Nothing So Impossible As To Find The Contact With The Souls Dwelling Just Around The Corner.