It is far more difficult to murder a phantom than a reality

It is far harder to kill a phantom than a reality.

It is far more difficult to murder a phantom than a reality.

It was bewildering, the way that reality could be overtaken, wrestled down, and murdered by the sheer weight of possibility.

A good essay must have this permanent quality about it; it must draw its curtain round us, but it must be a curtain that shuts us in not out.

Once conform, once do what other people do because they do it, and a lethargy steals over all the finer nerves and faculties of the soul. She becomes all outer show and inward emptiness; dull, callous, and indifferent.