They are all beasts of burden in a sense, ' Thoreau once remarked of animals, 'made to carry some portion of our thoughts.' Animals are the old langu….

Man is like a tree, with the mighty trunk of intellect, the spreading branches of imagination, and the roots of the lower instincts that bind him to ….

The human spirit is itself the most wonderful fairy tale that can possibly be. What a magnificent world lies enclosed within our bosoms! No solar orb….

To understand something is to be delivered of it..

There is so much more than we can see, there is so much more that we can be..

Perhaps we will one day be able at least to admit of a God possessing sufficient majesty and expansiveness to transcend the limits of our own imagina….

Everything that's old is new, and everything that's new is old..

The mere word freedom is the only one that still excites me. I deem it capable of indefinitely sustaining the old human fanaticism. It doubtless sati….

The more things you own, the more they own you..

I'm good for some things, bad for a lot of things..

Proclaim not all though knowest, or all though owest..

A child with an intense capacity for feeling can suffer to a degree that is beyond any degree of adult suffering, because imagination, ignorance, and….

We have to save as many lives as we possibly can..

The public makes it so that we have to keep assaulting each other..

Whatever is contained must be released..

Don't be afraid to have nothing..

To read in bed is to draw around us invisible, noiseless curtains. Then at last we are in a room of our own and are ready to burrow back, back to tha….

I'm not exactly repulsive..

And he smote the Balrog upon the mountainside..

this is the upside of already being eternally damned.

Aggle flabble kabble . . . snurp?.