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

All right then," said the Savage defiantly, "I'm claiming the right to be unhappy.

All conditioning aims at that: making people like their inescapable social destiny.

To make this trivial world sublime, take half a gram of phanerothyme.

There is no substitute for talent. Industry and all its virtues are of no avail.

Your true traveller finds boredom rather agreeable than painful. It is the symbol of his liberty - his excessive freedom. He accepts his boredom, when it comes, not merely philosophically, but almost with pleasure.

In spite of language, in spite of intelligence and intuition and sympathy, one can never really communicate anything to anybody. The essential substance of every thought and feeling remains incommunicable, locked up in the impenetrable strong-room of the individual soul and body. Our life is a sentence of perpetual solitary confinement.