My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?

Japanese food makes me feel particularly good.

The better organized the state, the duller its humanity.

The soul is a verb." He impales a lit candle on a spike. "Not a noun.

There's a link between bigotry and bad spelling.

As for reading, I wish I had a magic door to a library where I could go in, read for days and days, and come back in the same minute I left. I'm still looking for the door.

I have always unswervingly held, that God, in our civilizing world, manifests Himself not in the miracles of biblical age, but in progress. It is progress that leads humanity up the ladder towards the God-head. No Jacob's ladder this, no, but rather Civilization's Ladder, if you will.