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.

Experience is not what happens to you; it's what you do with what happens to you.

The more stitches, the less riches.

The greater a man's talents, the greater his power to lead astray.

...two thirds of all sorrow is homemade and, so far as the universe is concerned, unnecessary.

There was a thing called Heaven; but all the same they used to drink enormous quantities of alcohol.

Every notable advance in technique or organization has to be paid for, and in most cases the debit is more or less equivalent to the credit. Except of course when it's more than equivalent, as it has been with universal education, for example, or wireless, or these damned aeroplanes. In which case, of course, your progress is a step backwards and downwards.