Good is a product of the ethical and spiritual artistry of individuals; it cannot be mass-produced.

A type of revolutionary novelty may be extremely beautiful in itself; but, for the creatures of habit that we are, its very novelty tends to make it illegible, at any rate to begin with.

Universal happiness keeps the wheels steadily turning, truth and beauty can't.

Complete prohibition of all chemical mind changers can be decreed, but cannot be enforced, and tends to create more evils than it cures.

Everybody strains after happiness, and the result is that nobody's happy.

One thinks one's something unique and wonderful at the center of the universe, when in fact one's just a slight interruption in the ongoing march of entropy.

Did you eat something that didn't agree with you?" asked Bernard. The Savage nodded "I ate civilization.