I have always found that Angels have the vanity to speak of themselves as the only wise.

The Humanity of men and women is inversely proportional to their Numbers. A Crowd is no more human than an Avalanche or a Whirlwind. A rabble of men and women stands lower in the scale of moral and intellectual being than a herd of Swine or of Jackals.

The condition of being forgiven is self-abandonment. The proud man prefers self-reproach, however painful --because the reproached self isn't abandoned; it remains intact.

I dread the inevitable acceleration of American world domination which will be the result of it all...Europe will no longer be Europe.

It is a bit embarrassing to have been concerned with the human problem all one's life and find at the end that one has no more to offer by way of advice than 'try to be a little kinder.'

Sleep is the most blessed and blessing of all natural graces.

But then every man is ludicrous if you look at him from outside, without taking into account what’s going on in his heart and mind.