The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens. It is the logician who seeks to get the heavens into his head. And it is his head that splits.
The new community which the capitalists are now constructing will be a very complete and absolute community; and one which will tolerate nothing really independent of itself.
The most incredible thing about miracles is that they happen. …there is in life an element of elfin coincidence which people on the prosaic may perpetually miss. …wisdom should not reckon on the unfor...
The modern philosopher had told me again and again that I was in the right place, and I still felt depressed even in acquiescence. But I had heard that I was in the place, and my soul sang for joy li...
The mere machinery of voting is not democracy, though at present it is not easy to effect any simpler democratic method. But
The men of the East may spell the stars,And times and triumphs mark,But the men signed of the cross of ChristGo gaily in the dark.
The madman's explanation of a thing is always complete, and often in a purely rational sense satisfactory. Or, to speak more strictly, the insane explanation, if not conclusive, is at least unanswerab...
The human race, to which so many of my readers belong, has been playing at children's games from the beginning, and will probably do it till the end, which is a nuisance for the few people who grow up...
The Saint is a medicine because he is an antidote. Indeed that is why the saint is often a martyr; he is mistaken for a poison because he is an antidote.
Sunday is a fixed star, he said.You shall see him a falling star, said Syme, and put on his hat.The decision of his gesture drew the Professor vaguely to his feet.Have you any idea, he asked, with a s...
Shall I tell you the secret of the whole world? It is that we have only known the back of the world. We see everything from behind, and it looks brutal. That is not a tree, but the back of a tree. Tha...
Satire may be mad and anarchic, but it presupposes an admitted superiority in certain things over others; it presupposes a standard.
On his last voyage he had seemed on the brink of success and had stood in the prow reciting a grand poem of his own composition to a dim blue promontory in which he recognized one of the capes of Gree...
Oh, what's the good of talking about men? cried Mary impatiently; why, one might as well be a lady novelist or some horrid thing. There aren't any men. There are no such people. There's a man; and who...
Of the last two friends of yours who had the modern mind; one thought it wrong to eat fishes and the other thought it right to eat men...
Joy, which was the small publicity of the pagan, is the gigantic secret of the Christian.
In waking to the strangeness of the world, many of us become strangers in our own homes. But home is where we start and where we shall someday return. The path between has been marked out for us by a...
In truth, there are only two kinds of people; those who accept dogma and know it, and those who accept dogma and don't know it.
If you let loose a law, it willdo as a dog does. It will obey its own nature, not yours. Suchsense as you have put into the law (or the dog) will be fulfilled.
If you attempt an actual argument with a modern paper of opposite politics, you will have no answer except slanging or silence.