The thin and precarious crust of decency is all that separates any civilization, however impressive, from the hell of anarchy or systematic tyranny which lie in wait beneath the surface .

It’s embarrassing to tell you this, but it seems to come down mostly to just learning to be kinder.

Beware of being too rational. In the country of the insane, the integrated man doesn't become king. He gets lynched.

In the world of ideas everything was clear; in life all was obscure, embroiled.

Ultimate Reality is not clearly and immediately apprehended except by those who have made themselves loving, pure in heart and poor in spirit.

Half at least of all morality is negative and consists in keeping out of mischief. The lords prayer is less than 50 words long, and 6 of those words are devoted to asking god not to lead us into temptation.

The trouble with fiction," said John Rivers, "is that it makes too much sense. Reality never makes sense.