The difference between Socrates and Jesus? The great conscious and the immeasurably great unconscious.
I grow daily to honour facts more and more, and theory less and less. A fact, it seems to me, is a great thing a sentence printed, if not by God, then at least by the Devil.
The old cathedrals are good, but the great blue dome that hangs over everything is better.
Sarcasm I now see to be, in general, the language of the devil for which reason I have long since as good as renounced it.
For all right judgment of any man or things it is useful, nay, essential, to see his good qualities before pronouncing on his bad.