Our whole past experience is continually in our consciousness, though most of it sunk to a great depth of dimness. I think of consciousness as a bottomless lake, whose waters seem transparent, yet into which we can clearly see but a little way.

Mere imagination would indeed be mere trifling; only no imagination is mere.

All the evolution we know of proceeds from the vague to the definite.

Consider what effects that might conceivably have practical bearings you conceive the objects of your conception to have. Then, your conception of those effect…

Consciousness, then, does not appear to itself chopped up in bits...A 'river' or a 'stream' are the metaphors by which it is most naturally described. In talki…

The advantage of a bad memory is that one can enjoy the same good things for the first time several times.

O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed. Hold them cheap May who ne'er hung there.