As men begin to grow civilized, they cease to be satisfied with mere taboos.
There will still be things that machines cannot do. They will not produce great art or great literature or great philosophy; they will not be able to discover the secret springs of happiness in the human heart; they will know nothing of love and friendship.
Next to worry probably one of the most potent causes of unhappiness is envy.
The human race may well become extinct before the end of the century.
Drunkenness is temporary suicide.
To write tragedy, a man must feel tragedy. To feel tragedy, a man must be aware of the world in which he lives. Not only with his mind, but with his blood and sinews.