If a man proves too clearly and convincingly to himself . . . that a tiger is an optical illusion - well, he will find out he is wrong. The tiger will himself intervene in the discussion, in a manner which will be in every sense conclusive
Illusions commend themselves to us because they save us pain and allow us to enjoy pleasure instead. We must therefore accept it without complain when they sometimes collide with a bit of reality against which they are dashed to pieces
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human