It takes a long time to understand nothing.

Man hoards himself when he has nothing to give away.

The machine has had a pernicious effect upon virtue, pity, and love, and young men used to machines which induce inertia, and fear, are near impotent.

Perhaps Samuel Johnson was a great man; he was certainly a drumbling one.

Everything ultimately fails, for we die, and that is either the penultimate failure or our most enigmatical achievement.

One of the weaknesses in the cooperative is that it has never been sufficiently leavened by the imagination. This is a quick-silver faculty, and likely to be a cause of worry to any collective settlement.

Of all the animals on earth, none is so brutish as man when he seeks the delirium of coition.