That is the returning to God which in reality is never concluded on earth but yet leaves behind in the soul a divine home sickness, which never again ceases. – Max Muller
The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. When there is a gap between ones real and ones declared aims, one turns, as it were, instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish squirting out ink. – George Orwell
