Nobody can have the consolations of religion or philosophy unless he has first experienced their desolations.

Why should human females become sterile in their forties, while female crocodiles continue to lay eggs into their third century?

What man has joined, nature is powerless to put asunder.

A squat grey building of only thirty-four stories. Over the main entrance the words, CENTRAL LONDON HATCHERY AND CONDITIONING CENTRE, and, in a shield, the World State's motto, COMMUNITY, IDENTITY, STABILITY.

Art, I suppose, is only for beginners, who have made up in their minds to be content with symbols rather than with what they signify, with the elegantly composed recipe in lieu of actual dinner.

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

I'm afraid of losing my obscurity. Genuineness only thrives in the dark. Like celery.