A miracle entails a degree of irrationality—not because it shocks reason, but because it makes no appeal to it.

On no other stage are the scenes shifted with a swiftness so like magic as on the great stage of history when once the hour strikes.

The fact is certain because it is impossible.

The subconscious is ceaselessly murmuring, and it is by listening to these murmurs that one hears the truth.

Appearances often are deceiving.

In the society of men, the truth resides now less in what things are than in what they are not. Our social realities are so ugly if seen in the light of exiled truth, and beauty is almost no longer possible if it is not a lie.

Everything is a miracle. It is a miracle that one does not dissolve in one’s bath like a lump of sugar.

The most beautiful emotion we can experience is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion that stands at the cradle of all true art and science.

There is not so contemptible a plant or animal that does not confound the most enlarged understanding.

The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts.

Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear.

One thing alone not even God can do: to make undone whatever has been done.

Superstitions are habits rather than beliefs.