Death opens a door out of a little, dark room (that's all the life we have known before it) into a great, real place where the true sun shines and we shall meet.

“I felt ashamed.""But of what? Psyche, they hadn't stripped you naked or anythin…”

“Only by our incessant efforts is the demand for infinite, or unrhythmical, chan…”

“The real trouble is that 'kindness' is a quality fatally easy to attribute to o…”

“We have made men proud of most vices, but not of cowardice. Whenever we have al…”