When I examine myself and my methods of thought, I come to the conclusion that the gift of fantasy has meant more to me than any talent for abstract, positive thinking
The sightless Milton, with his hair
Around his placid temples curled;
And Shakespeare at his side, freight,
If clay could think and mind were weight,
For him who bore the world!
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