Sublime

He is only a very shallow critic who cannot see an eternal rebel in the heart of the Conservative.

Common sense is a fairy thread, thin and faint, and as easily lost as gossamer.

It is not a question between mysticism and rationality. It is a question between mysticism and madness.

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. It is a small matter, but not irrelevant,

The majority of men are poets, only they happen to be bad poets.

It always takes a considerable time to see the simple and central fact about anything.

A man reading the Dickens novel wished that it might never end.

And so I, who am comparatively stupid, see things as God sees them, as a vast machine.