The more scholastically educated a man is generally, the more he is an emotional boor.

Their whole life depends on spending money, and now they’ve got none to spend. That’s our civilization and our education: bring up the masses to depend entirely on spending money, and then the money gives out.

The mind is "ashamed" of the blood. And the blood is destroyed by the mind, actually. Hence palefaces.

But better die than live mechanically a life that is a repetition of repetitions.

The unhappiness of a wife with a good husband is much more devastating than the unhappiness of a wife with a bad husband.

God doesn't know things. He is things.

The novel is the highest form of human expression so far attained. Why? Because it is so incapable of the absolute.