If one could run without getting tired I don't think one would often want to do anything else.

Those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end, for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.

We don't have a soul. We are a soul. We happen to have a body.

Truth and falsehood are opposed; but truth is the norm not of truth only but of falsehood also.

The event of falling in love... in one high bound it has overleaped the massive wall of our selfhood; it has made appetite itself altruistic, tossed personal happiness aside as a triviality and planted the interests of another in the centre of our being.

The point is that for our ancestors, the universe was a picture; for modern physics it is a story.

I never see why we should do anything unless it is either a duty or a pleasure! Life's short enough without filling up hours unnecessarily