. . . there is no perfect knowledge which can be entitled ours, that is innate; none but what has read more

. . . there is no perfect knowledge which can be entitled ours, that is innate; none but what has been obtained from experience, or derived in some way from our senses.

To love someone is nothing, to be loved by someone is something, but to be loved by the one you read more

To love someone is nothing, to be loved by someone is something, but to be loved by the one you love is everything

I was afraid that by observing objects with my eyes and trying to comprehend them with each of my other read more

I was afraid that by observing objects with my eyes and trying to comprehend them with each of my other senses I might blind my soul altogether.

Smell is a potent wizard that transports us across thousands of miles and all the years we have lived.

Smell is a potent wizard that transports us across thousands of miles and all the years we have lived.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

Love is the poetry of the senses.

The source of genius is imagination alone, . . . the refinement of the senses that sees what others do read more

The source of genius is imagination alone, . . . the refinement of the senses that sees what others do not see, or sees them differently.

The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.

The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.

The best smell in the world is that man that you love.

The best smell in the world is that man that you love.

I never know whether to pity or congratulate a man on coming to his senses.

I never know whether to pity or congratulate a man on coming to his senses.