Praise God (or whatever it is) from (if direction exists) whom (if personality exists) all blessings (if that word corresponds to any percept of objective reality) flow (if Heraclitus and Bergson and Einstein are correct in stating that everything is more or less flowing about).

Paradoxical as it may seem, to believe in youth is to look backward; to look forward we must believe in age.

But what are you going to do about the people who are cursed with both hearts and brains?

[O]ne can scarcely be frightened off writing what one wants to write for fear an obscure reviewer should patronise one on that account.

Those who make some other person their job... are dangerous.

And heresy is, as I have tried to show, largely the expression of opinion of the untutored average man, trying to grapple with the problems of the universe at the point where they begin to interfere with his daily life and thought.

Oh, well, faint heart never won so much as a scrap of paper