Nevertheless, the consuming hunger of the uncritical mind for what it imagines to be certainty or finality impels it to read more

Nevertheless, the consuming hunger of the uncritical mind for what it imagines to be certainty or finality impels it to feast upon shadows in the prevailing famine of substance.

Contemporaries appreciate the person rather than their merit, posterity will regard the merit rather than the person.

Contemporaries appreciate the person rather than their merit, posterity will regard the merit rather than the person.

The best way to fill time is to waste it.

The best way to fill time is to waste it.

Sentiment is the ripened fruit of fantasy.

Sentiment is the ripened fruit of fantasy.

I feel bad that I don't feel worse.

I feel bad that I don't feel worse.

The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the read more

The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.

We delight in one knowable thing, which comprehends all that is knowable; in one apprehensible, which draws together all that read more

We delight in one knowable thing, which comprehends all that is knowable; in one apprehensible, which draws together all that can be apprehended; in a single being that includes all, above all in the one which is itself the all.

There is not any memory with less satisfaction than the memory of some temptation we resisted.

There is not any memory with less satisfaction than the memory of some temptation we resisted.

If I could remember your name, I'd ask you where I left my keys.

If I could remember your name, I'd ask you where I left my keys.