Loneliness is a strange gift.

It is quite possible that an animal has spoken to me and that I didn't catch the remark because I wasn't paying attention.

There's no limit to how complicated things can get, on account of one thing always leading to another.

It is by all odds the loftiest of cities. It even managed to reach the highest point in the sky at the lowest moment of the depression.

Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half of the people are right more than half of the time.

One of the most time-consuming things is to have an enemy.

The city is like poetry; it compresses all life, all races and breeds, into a small island and adds music and the accompaniment of internal engines.