He was always the bridge, between men as well as between ideas.

Each one of us is serious individually, but together we become frivolous.

When meeting criticism, he would regard it not as something to resent but as a thing to be examined, like an interesting beetle. "That's a curious view, not uninteresting.

He seemed less in need of a secretary than of someone to listen to him.

His one essay in love had exhausted his powers in that direction.