The artist, like the God of creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
Wonder is the foundation of all philosophy, inquiry the progress, ignorance the end. Essays
Man is extraordinarily clever in preventing himself from being happy; it would seem that the less able he is to endure misfortune the more apt he is to attach himself to it. Journals
Choose not to be harmed—and you won't feel harmed. Don't feel harmed—and you haven't been. Book IV
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