“Immorality, I know. Immortality, I cannot judge.”

“I loved you, so I drew these tides of men into my hands/and wrote my will across the sky in stars”

“Half-way through the labour of an index to this book I recalled the practice of my ten years' study of history; and realized that I had never used the index of a book fit to read.”

“I had dropped one form and not taken on the other, and was become like Mohammed's coffin in our legend, with a resultant feeling of intense loneliness in life, and a contempt, not for other men, but for all they do.”

“All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake up in the day to find it was vanity, but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible.”

“He was old and wise, which meant tired and disappointed...”

“The trick, William Potter, is not minding that it hurts.”