Sublime

Human nature is hunted and has fled into sanctuary.

Irresponsibility of Thought.

parable.

This is the only final greatness of a man; that he does for all the world what all the world cannot do for itself. Dickens, I believe, did it.

very little achievement is required in order to pity another man’s shortcomings.

He was a nightmare of unmeaning idiocy.

The good artist is he who can be understood; it is the bad artist who is always “misunderstood.”

used the very words of Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra to express my dismay: ‘ “Did not I tell your worship, to mind what you were about for they were only windmills? And no one could have made any mistake about it but one who had something of the same kind in his head.” ’

In a word, their world, like a child’s, is full of foreshortening, as of a short cut to fairyland.