And now we welcome the new year. Full of things that have never been.
All that mankind has done, thought or been: it is lying as in magic preservation in the pages of books.
Neither irony or sarcasm is argument.
Secrecy is the element of all goodness; even virtue, even beauty is mysterious.
The deepest experience of the creator is feminine, for it is experience of receiving and bearing.
The eye sees what it brings the power to see.
Love is not altogether a delirium, yet it has many points in common therewith.
I don’t know of a soul who packed more living into 72 years than Charles Lindbergh did.
Teach a parrot the terms ‘supply and demand’ and you’ve got an economist.
Every noble work is at first impossible.