I can't understand why people are frightened of new ideas. I'm frightened of the old ones.
There is no such thing as an empty space or an empty time. There is always something to see, something to hear. In fact, try as we may to make a silence, we cannot.
There is poetry as soon as we realize that we possess nothing.
Discord occasions a momentary distress to the ear, which remains unsatisfied, and even uneasy, until it hears something better. I am convinced...that provided the ear be at length made amends, there are few dissonances too strong for it. Disharmony, to paraphrase Bergson's statement about disorder, is simply a harmony to which many are unaccustomed.
Ideas are one thing, and what happens is another.
An error is simply a failure to adjust immediately from a preconception to an actuality.