Clever people seem not to feel the natural pleasure of bewilderment, and are always answering questions when the chief relish of a life is to go on asking them.

You cannot find, make or understand true friendship without having enemies.

When temptations march monotonously in regiments, one waits for to pass.

Averageness is a quality we must put up with. Men march toward civilization in column formation, and by the time the van has learned to admire the masters the rear is drawing reluctantly away from the totem pole.

We always carry out by committee anything in which any one of us alone would be too reasonable to persist.

Every man ought to be inquisitive through every hour of his great adventure down to the day when he shall no longer cast a shadow in the sun. For if he dies without a question in his heart, what excuse is there for his continuance?

As wounded men may limp through life, so our war minds may not regain the balance of their thoughts for decades.