Sublime

I identify the central figure of the Gospels with human imagination, the power which makes the forgiveness of sins, the achievement of our goals, inevitable.

Both the German professor and the green-faced savage seem to me to be doing the same thing—that is, falling under the influence of that starry impulse which leads men to take a vast deal of trouble about quite useless things.

What comes out at the other end is a measly trickle of the kind of consciousness which will help us to stay alive on the surface of this particular planet.

That is the mark of the truly great man: that he sees the common man afar off, and worships him.

I wonder who it was defined man as a rational animal. It was the most premature definition ever given.

There is no rational philosophy of human rights generally disseminated among the populace, to which we can appeal in defence even of the most intimate or individual things that anybody can imagine.

But I do say, to start with, “What can we do for posterity, except deal fairly with our contemporaries?” Unless a man love his wife whom he has seen, how shall he love his child whom he has not seen?

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