Thinking in its lower grades, is comparable to paper money, and in its higher forms it is a kind of poetry.
The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago, had they happened to be within reach of predatory human hands.
The absence of flaw in beauty is itself a flaw.
The more rapidly a civilization progresses, the sooner it dies for another to rise in its place.
The Promised Land always lies on the other side of a Wilderness.
The place where optimism flourishes the most is the lunatic asylum.
What we call progress is the exchange of one nuisance for another nuisance.
What we call 'Progress' is the exchange of one nuisance for another nuisance.
The place where optimism most flourishes is the lunatic asylum.
It is only the great men who are truly obscene. If they had not dared to be obscene, they could never have dared to be great.