Sixty two thousand four hundred repetitions make one truth. Idiots!

Successfully (whatever that may mean) or unsuccessfully, we all overact the part of our favorite character in fiction.

Those who believe that they are exclusively in the right are generally those who achieve something.

There's only one effectively redemptive sacrifice, the sacrifice of self-will to make room for the knowledge of God.

A belief in hell and the knowledge that every ambition is doomed to frustration at the hands of a skeleton have never prevented the majority of human beings from behaving as though death were no more than an unfounded rumor.

Slowly, very slowly, like two unhurried compass needles, the feet turned towards the right; north, north-east, east, south-east, south, south-south-west; then paused, and after a few seconds, turned as unhurriedly back towards the left. South-south-west, south, south-east, east.

One of the principal functions of a friend is to suffer (in a milder and symbolic form) the punishments that we should like, but are unable, to inflict upon our enemies.