In all activities of life, the secret of efficiency lies in an ability to combine two seemingly incompatible states: a state of maximum activity and a state of maximum relaxation.

Happiness is a hard master, particularly other people's happiness.

The poet's place, it seems to me, is with the Mr. Hydes of human nature.

Most loverspicture to themselves, in their mistresses, a secret reality, beyond and different from what they see every day. They are in love with somebody else--their own invention. And sometimes there is a secret reality; and sometimes reality and appearance are the same. The discovery, in either case, is likely to cause a shock.

There isn't any formula or method. You learn to love by loving - by paying attention and doing what one thereby discovers has to be done.

What is absurd and monstrous about war is that men who have no personal quarrel should be trained to murder one another in cold blood.

The moral peril to humanity of thoughtlessly accepting these conveniences [of materialism] (with their inherent disadvantages) as constituting a philosophy of life is now becoming apparent. For the implications of this disruptive materialism... are that human beings are nothing but bodies, animals, machines.