In the course of history many more people have died for their drink and their dope than have died for their religion or their country.

The instinct of acquisitiveness has more perverts, I believe, than the instinct of sex. At any rate, people seem to me odder about money than about even their amours.

For in spite of language, in spite of intelligence and intuition and sympathy, one can never really communicate anything to anybody.

Single-mindedness is all very well in cows or baboons; in an animal claiming to belong to the same species as Shakespeare, it is simply disgraceful.

I know the outer world as well as you do, and I judge it. You know nothing of my inner world, and yet you presume to judge that world.

Feasts must be solemn and rare, or else they cease to be feasts.

...we were back at home, and I had returned to that reassuring but profoundly unsatisfactory state known as 'being in one's right mind.