For me, reason is the natural organ of truth; but imagination is the organ of meaning. Imagination, producing new metaphors or revivifying old, is not the cause of truth, but its condition.

I never exactly made a book. It's rather like taking dictation. I was given things to say.

Agnostics talk cheerfully of man's search for God but they might as well talk about the mouse's search for the cat.

Democracy demands that little men should not take big ones too seriously; it dies when it is full of little men who think they are big themselves.

Children have one kind of silliness, as you know, and grown-ups have another kind.

I think we must attack -- wherever we meet it -- the nonsensical idea that mutually exclusive propositions about God can both be true.

Her absence is like the sky, spread over everything.