I think I like 'em better like that...divinely dull...just the quiet bearers of their own beauty, like the priestesses in a Panathenaic procession.

Think what stupid things the people must have done with their money who say they're 'happier without'.

There are lots of ways of being miserable, but there's only one way of being comfortable, and that is to stop running round after happiness. If you make up your mind not to be happy there's no reason why you shouldn't have a fairly good time.

The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!

Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe, old age flowing free with the delicious near-by freedom of death.

Each time you happen to me all over again.

And all the while, I suppose," he thought, "real people were living somewhere, and real things happening to them.