That was the trouble with formulating a system: what could you do but repeat it?

...but there was never enough time to read. The great irony of working in a library.

Where there is use of the buddhi [intellect], there is no Moksha [Liberation], and where there is Moksha, there the intellect is not needed. Samaj [Understanding] is needed.

All too often, the rabbit hole is as deep as you have dug it.

It's SO much worse in high school! People talk about who's dating with such GRAVITY, like they're talking about wikileaks.

Proportions are what makes the old Greek temples classic in their beauty. They are like huge blocks, from which the air has been literally hewn out between the columns.

At home, I relax by gardening, or just pottering.

Sudden resolutions, like the sudden rise of mercury in a barometer, indicate little else than the variability of the weather.

I have a secret aspiration to be considered for a part where it doesn't matter what you look like to play it.

There'll be times when the only refuge is books. Then you'll read as if you meant it, as if your life depended on it.

The heart never grows better by age; I fear rather worse, always harder. A young liar will be an old one, and a young knave will only be a greater knave as he grows older.