
Source: Prologue to Mr. Addison's Cato (1713), Line 1.
Source: Epistle to Curio (1744), Lines 265–268
Source: Prologue to Mr. Addison's Cato (1713), Line 1.
Source: 1910s, Mysticism and Logic and Other Essays http://archive.org/stream/mysticism00russuoft/mysticism00russuoft_djvu.txt (1918), Ch. 2: The Place of Science in a Liberal Education
“Genius is a power of the soul and that powers of the soul can be developed by everyone.”
Source: "Quotes", Notebooks and Lectures on the Bible and Other Religious Texts (2003), p. 8
“Whether or not we can get together, remember well that art “lives” where absolute freedom is.”
Source: The Warrior Within : The Philosophies of Bruce Lee (1996), p. 156
Context: Whether or not we can get together, remember well that art “lives” where absolute freedom is. With all the training thrown to nowhere, with a mind (if there is such a verbal substance) perfectly unaware of its own working, with the “self” vanishing nowhere, the art of JKD attains its perfection.
“Why do men hug words to their hearts after the living truth has long since fled from them?”
Preface, p. 18, sentence 5.
The Christian Agnostic (1965)
Source: The Hero with a Thousand Faces (1949), Chapter 1
Context: The multitude of men and women choose the less adventurous way of the comparatively unconscious civic and tribal routines. But these seekers, too, are saved—by the virtue of the inherited symbolic aids of society, the rites of passage, the grace-yielding sacraments, given to mankind of old by the redeemers and handed down through the millenniums. It is only those who know neither an inner call nor an outer doctrine whose plight is truly desperate; that is to say, most of us today, in this labyrinth without and within the heart. Alas, where is the guide, that fond virgin, Ariadne, to supply the simple clue that will give us the courage to face the Minotaur, and the means to find our way to freedom when the monster has been met and slain?
Book One in 'Nikanor Ivanovich's Dream', B/O
The Master and Margarita (1967)
Context: The tongue can conceal the truth, but the eyes never! You're asked an unexpected question, you don't even flinch, it takes just a second to get yourself under control, you know just what you have to say to hide the truth, and you speak very convincingly, and nothing in your face twitches to give you away. But the truth, alas, has been disturbed by the question, and it rises up from the depths of your soul to flicker in your eyes and all is lost.