Individual insanity is immune to the consequences of collective insanity

Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand.

My father considered a walk among the mountains as the equivalent of churchgoing.

Why should human females become sterile in their forties, while female crocodiles continue to lay eggs into their third century?

Good is that which makes for unity. Evil is that which makes for separateness.

Those who meant well behaved in the same way as those who meant badly.

Let us be kinder to one another.