Words, words, words! They shut one off from the universe. Three quarters of the time one's never in contact with things, only with the beastly words that stand for them.

When one individual comes into intimate contact with another, she—or he, of course, as the case may be—must almost inevitably receive or inflict suffering.

Pully, hauly, tug with a will; the gods wiggle waggle, but the sky stands still.

Both of us victims of the same twentieth-century plague. Not the Black Death, this time; the Gray Life.

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.

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

What's the greatest enemy of Christianity to-day? Frozen meat. In the past only members of the upper classes were thoroughly sceptical, despairing, negative. Why? Among other reasons, because they were the only people who could afford to eat too much meat. Now there's cheap Canterbury lamb and Argentine chilled beef. Even the poor can afford to poison themselves into complete scepticism and despair.