H. Rider Haggard

“Yea, all things live forever, though at times they sleep and are forgotten.”

“Ah! how little knowledge does a man acquire in his life. He gathers it up like water, but like water it runs between his fingers, and yet, if his hands be but wet as though with dew, behold a generation of fools call out, 'See, he is a wise man!' Is it not so?”

“Time after time have nations, ay, and rich and strong nations, learned in the arts, been, and passed away to be forgotten, so that no memory of them remains. This is but one of several; for Time eats up the works of man.”

“...Athiests, those spiritual destroyers, who in the name of progress and humanity would divorce hope from life and leave us wandering in a lonesome, self consecrated hell.”

“Yet man dies not whilst the world, at once his mother and his monument, remains. His name is lost, indeed, but the breath he breathed still stirs the pine-tops on the mountains, the sound of the words he spoke yet echoes on through space; the thoughts his brain gave birth to we have inherited to-day...”

“There is no such things as magic, though there is such a thing as knowledge of the hidden ways of Nature.”