The mind of the Renaissance was not a pilgrim mind, but a sedentary city mind, like that of the ancients.

The true Christian is in all countries a pilgrim and a stranger

Let the Renaissance in the city begin.

The word experience is like a shrapnel shell, and bursts into a thousand meanings.

My atheism, like that of Spinoza, is true piety towards the universe and denies only gods fashioned by men in their own image, to be servants of their human interests.

I like to walk about among the beautiful things that adorn the world; but private wealth I should decline, or any sort of personal possessions, because they would take away my liberty.