Something can be done with people who put pickled onions in: strangulation seems best.

The dawn of knowledge is usually the false dawn.

Between the amateur and the professional . . . there is a difference not only in degree but in kind. The skillful man is, within the function of his skill, a different psychological organization. . . . A tennis player or a watchmaker or an airplane pilot is an automatism but he is also criticism and wisdom.

The achieved West had given the United States something that no people had ever had before, an internal, domestic empire.

Art is the terms of an armistice signed with fate.

The trouble with the sacred Individual is that he has no significance, except as he can acquire it from others, from the social whole.

The rat stops gnawing in the wood, the dungeon walls withdraw, the weight is lifted your pulse steadies and the sun has found your heart, the day was not bad, the season has not been bad, there is sense and even promise in going on.