life is short and information endless: nobody has time for everything

Thought must be divided against itself before it can come to any knowledge of itself.

...most men and women will grow up to love their servitude and will never dream of revolution.

Lying in bed, he would think of Heaven and London.

Medical science is making such remarkable progress that soon none of us will be well.

If you want to be a psychological novelist and write about human beings, the best thing you can do is keep a pair of cats.

A mind that has come to the stillness of wisdom shall know being, shall know what it is to love. Love is neither personal nor impersonal. Love is love, not to be defined or described by the mind as exclusive or inclusive. Love is its own eternity; it is the real, the supreme, the immeasurable.