No Living Person Is Sunk So Low

Impulse Without Reason Is Enough, And Reason Without Impulse Is A Poor Makeshift.

In My Individual Heart I Fully Believe My Faith Is As Robust As Yours. The Trouble With Your Robust And Full Bodied Faiths, However, Is, That They Begin To Cut Each Others Throats Too Soon, And For Getting On In The World And Establishing A Modus Vivendi These Pestilential Refinements And Reasonablenesses And Moderations Have To Creep In.

I Don't Sing Because I'm Happy; I'm Happy Because I Sing.

... The Intellect, Everywhere Invasive, Shows Everywhere Its Shallowing Effect.

Man Lives In Only One Small Room Of The Enormous House Of His Consciousness.