Well, whatever they say, you don't feel like ghosts.

Above all else , the devil can not stand to be mocked.

The true reader reads every work seriously in the sense that he reads it whole-heartedly, makes himself as receptive as he can. But for that very reason he cannot possibly read every work solemly or gravely. For he will read 'in the same spirit that the author writ.'... He will never commit the error of trying to munch whipped cream as if it were venison.

Thus we have now for many centuries triumphed over nature to the extent of making certain secondary characteristics of the male (such as the beard) disagreeable to nearly all the females—and there is more in that than you might suppose.

Music. A meaningless acceleration in the rhythm of celestial experience.

In justifying cruelty to animals we put ourselves also on the animal level. We choose the jungle and must abide by our choice.

Well, whatever they say, you don't feel like ghosts.