You weren't a decent man and you didn't do your best. We none of us were and none of us did.

Things always work according to their nature.

One must never be either content with, or impatient with, oneself.

A society where the simple many obey the few seers can live; a society where all were seers could live even more fully. But a society where the mass is still simple and the seers are no longer attended to can achieve only superficiality, baseness, ugliness, and in the end extinction. On or back we must go: to stay here is death.

And the seriousness with which the other party takes my words always raises the doubt whether I have taken them seriously enough myself.

No, I don’t wish I knew Heaven was like the picture in my Great Divorce, because, if we knew that, we should know it was no better. The good things even of this world are far too good ever to be reached by imagination. Even the common orange, you know: no one could have imagined it before he tasted it. How much less Heaven.

It has actually become very necessary in our time to rebut the theory that every firm and serious friendship is really homosexual.