Everybody thinks of others as being excessively human, with all the frailties and crotchets appertaining to that curious condition. But each of us also seems to regard himself as existing on a detached plane of observation, exempt (save in moments of avid crisis) from the strange whims of humanity en masse.

The greatest poem ever known Is one all poets have outgrown: The poetry, innate, untold, Of being only four years old.

The censure of a dog is something no man can stand.

If we discovered that we only had five minutes left to say all that we wanted to say, every telephone booth would be occupied by people calling other people to stammer that they loved them.

There are three ingredients in the good life: learning, earning and yearning.

It's a good thing to turn your mind upside down now and then, like an hour-glass, to let the particles run the other way.

Between ourselves, there is no such thing, abstractly, as a 'good' book. A book is 'good' only when it meets some human hunger or refutes some human error.