I revolted from sentimentality, less because it was false than because it was cruel.
Preserve, within a wild sanctuary, an inaccessible valley of reverie.
The worst thing about war is that so many people enjoy it.
No, one couldn't make a revolution, one couldn't even start a riot, with sheep that asked only for better browsing.
There is in every human being, I think, a native country of the mind, where, protected by inaccessible barriers, the sensitive dream life may exist safely.
Pessimism is the affectation of youth, the reality of age.