One marvels why the middle classes still insist on so much discomfort for their children at such expense to themselves.

Solidity, caution, integrity, efficiency. Lack of imagination, hypocrisy. These qualities characterize the middle classes in everycountry, but in England they are national characteristics.

People have their own deaths as well as their own lives, and even if there is nothing beyond death, we shall differ in our nothingness.

The tragedy of preparedness has scarcely been handled, save by the Greeks. Life is indeed dangerous, but not in the way morality would have us believe. It is indeed unmanageable, but the essence of it is not a battle. It is unmanageable because it is a romance, and its essence is romantic beauty.

Do we find happiness so often that we should turn it off the box when it happens to sit there?

A work of art is never finished. It is merely abandoned.

Don't believe those lies about intellectual people. They're only written to soothe the majority.