On The Brink Of Being Satiated, Desire

We Must Watch Over Our Modesty In The Presence Of Those Who Cannot Understand Its Grounds.

Certain Brief Sentences Are Peerless In Their Ability To Give One The Feeling That Nothing Remains To Be Said.

To Say Of Men That They Are Bad Is To Say They Are Worse Than We Think We Are, Or Worse Than The Ideal Man Whose Image We Have Built Up On The Basis Of A Certain Few.

A Body Of Work Such As Pasteur's Is Inconceivable In Our Time: No Man Would Be Given A Chance To Create A Whole Science. Nowadays A Path Is Scarcely Opened Up When The Crowd Begins To Pour In.

God, That Checkroom Of Our Dreams.