But for ourselves, we resent teachers. Let a man get up and say, 'Behold, this is the truth,' and instantly I perceive a sandy cat filching a piece of fish in the background. Look, you have forgotten the cat, I say.

“It was the intimacy, a sort of spiritual suppleness, when mind prints upon mind…”

“All thinking (is) an effort to make thought escape from the thinker's mind past…”

“Often on a wet day I begin counting up; what I've read and what I haven't read.”

“It is a thousand pities never to say what one feels.”