There has never been a day in my life when I was not in love.

We spend more time working for our labor-saving machines than they do working for us.

There are two kinds of people I cannot abide: bigots and any well-organized ethnic group.

How strange and wonderful is our home, our earth, with its swirling vaporous atmosphere, its flowing and frozen liquids, its trembling plants, its creeping, crawling, climbing creatures, the croaking things with wings that hang on rocks and soar through the fog, the furry grass, the scaly seas.

Every man should be his own guru; every woman her own gurette.

To the intelligent man or woman, life appears infinitely mysterious. But the stupid have an answer for every question.

There is beauty, heartbreaking beauty, everywhere.