A Unitarian very earnestly disbelieves in almost everything that anybody else believes, and he has a very lively sustaining faith in he doesn't quite know what.
The crown of literature is poetry. It is the end and aim. It is the sublimest activity od the human mind. It is the achievement of beauty.
Oh, God, send down fire from heaven to consume the blasphemer, said Lawson. What has nature got to do with it? No one knows what’s in nature and what isn’t! The world sees nature through the eyes of t...
Life had no meaning. On the earth, satellite of a star speeding through space, living things had arisen under the influence of conditions which were part of the planet's history; and as there had been...
Larry smiled a trifle ruefully.Like Rolla [who is?], I've come too late into a world too old. I should have been born in the Middle Ages when faith was a matter of course; then my way would have been...
It was difficult to understand that he would not come into the bungalow again and that when he got up in the morning she would not hear him take his bath in the Suchow tub. He was alive and now he was...
It is not very comfortable to have the gift of being amused at one's own absurdity.
It is hard that a man's exterior should tally so little sometimes with his soul.
It is always distressing when outraged morality does not possess the strength of arm to administer direct chastisement on the sinner.
In the first place it's not true that people improve as you know them better: they don't. That's why one should only have acquaintances and never make friends. An acquaintance shows you only the best...
I'm only twenty-five. If I've made a mistake I have time to correct it.
I now, weak, old, diseased, poor, dying, hold still my soul in my hands, and I regret nothing.
I never expected you to love me, I didn't see any reason that you should, I never thought myself very lovable.
I have written this because it may have escaped the notice of many who have admired her [Marie Tempest] brilliant performances that they are due not only to her natural gifts...but to patience, assidu...
I have always hesitated to give advice, for how can one advise another how to act unless one knows that other as well as one knows himself? Heaven knows. I know little enough of myself: I know nothing...
I don't believe in the god of the Christians who gave his son in order to save mankind. That's a myth. But why should it have arisen if it didn't express some deep-seated intuition in men? I don't kno...
I do not speak of that greatness which is achieved by the fortunate politician or the successful soldier; that is a quality which belongs to the place he occupies rather than to the man; and a change...
He was at once to great and too small for love.
He was always seeking for a meaning in life, and here it seemed to him that a meaning was offered; but it was obscure and vague . . . He saw what looked like the truth as by flashes of lightening on a...
Gray's conversation was composed of cliches. However shopworn, he uttered them with an obvious conviction that he was the first person to think of them. He never went to bed, but hit the hay, where he...