我们都是自己时代的俘虏。

白日做梦的人，能够感知许多只在夜里做梦的人所无法察觉的事物。

国家是为法律而组织起来的人民。

大自然是有史以来最伟大的化学家，而我们才刚刚开始理解它的秘密。

You can't go back home to your family, back home to your childhood, back home to romantic love, back home to a young man's dreams of glory and of fame, back home to exile, to escape to Europe and some foreign land, back home to lyricism, to singing just for singing's sake, back home to aestheticism, to one's youthful idea of 'art' and beauty, back home to the ivory tower, back home to places in the country, to the cottage in Bermuda, away from all the strife and conflict of the world, back home to the father you have lost and have been looking for, back home to someone who can help you, save you, ease the burden for you, back home to the old forms and systems of things which once seemed everlasting but which are changing all the time—back home to the escapes of Time and Memory.