每本书都是一次前往未知世界的旅行，充满了可能性。

I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look, or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.

The stranger is close to us, insofar as we feel between him and ourselves common features of a national, social, occupational, or generally human, nature. He is far from us, insofar as these common features extend beyond him or us, and connect us only because they connect a great many people.

Consciousness is a continuous flow, not a series of discrete elements.

The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast.