Nobody can have the consolations of religion or philosophy unless he has first experienced their desolations.

Religion is always a patron of the arts, but its taste is by no means impeccable.

Silence is as full of potential wisdom and wit as the unhewn marble of great sculpture.

That we are not much sicker and much madder than we are is due exclusively to that most blessed and blessing of all natural graces, sleep.

Sons have always a rebellious wish to be disillusioned by that which charmed their fathers.

Specialized meaninglessness has come to be regarded, in certain circles, as a kind of hall mark of true science.

Applied Science is a conjuror, whose bottomless hat yields impartially the softest of Angora rabbits and the most petrifying of Medusas.

So long as men worship the Caesars and Napoleons, Caesars and Napoleons will duly rise and make them miserable.

The most shocking fact about war is that its victims and its instruments are individual human beings, and that these individual beings are condemned by the monstrous conventions of politics to murder or be murdered in quarrels not their own.

Work is prayer. Work is also stink. Therefore stink is prayer.