Poets Do Not Go Mad, But Chess

Even The Moon Is Only Poetical Because There Is A Man In The Moon.

The Modern World Is A Crowd Of Very Rapid Racing Cars All Brought To A Standstill And Stuck In A Block Of Traffic.

He Who Has No Sympathy With Myths Has No Sympathy With Men.

Because Our Expression Is Imperfect We Need Friendship To Fill Up The Imperfections.

I Think The Oddest Thing About The Advanced People Is That, While They Are Always Talking About Things As Problems, They Have Hardly Any Notion Of What A Real Problem Is.