Feeling (n.) must sometimes be left in the Hades of the half-conscious; redeemed into thoughts and words, it becomes a demonic master demanding our blood.
Feeling (n.) is nothing final or original: the inspiration born of a feeling is the grandchild of a judgment — often a false one — and in any event not a child of your own.
Feeling (n.) is an inheritance — to trust one's feelings means to give more obedience to one's grandfather and grandmother and their grandparents than to the gods which are in us: our reason and our experience.
Feeling (n.) makes high men when it is high — not by its intensity but by its duration.
Feeling (n.) about values are always behind the times: they express conditions of preservation from times long gone and arouse suspicion against what is new.
Feeling (n.) means nothing in itself; it must be interpreted, and almost everyone reads a bellyache as a moral or psychological reason to feel bad.