Pessimism Is The One Ism Which Kills

I Believe That Every Man Has In His Soul A Passion For Treasure-hunting, Which Will Often Drive A Coward Into Prodigies Of Valour.

I Wondered Whether The Scientific Modern Brain Could Not Get To The Stage Of Realising That Space Is Not An Empty Homogeneous Medium, But Full Of Intricate Differences, Intelligible And Real, Though Not With Our Common Reality.

Every Man At The Bottom Of His Heart Believes That He Is A Born Detective.

A Fool Tries To Look Different: A Clever Man Looks The Same And Is Different.

"what Would You Call The Highest Happiness, Lewie?" He Asked. "the Sense Of Competence," Was The Answer, Given Without Hesitation.