Evil is whatever distracts.

The purpose of a story is to be an axe that breaks up the ice within us.

You're not cross with me, though?" he said. She pulled her hand away and answered, "No, no, I'm never cross with anyone.

It's only because of their stupidity that they're able to be so sure of themselves.

It's sometimes quite astonishing that a single, average life is enough to encompass so much that it's at all possible ever to have any success in one's work here.

The man in ecstasy and the man drowning: both raise their arms.

Every new discovery is assumed at once into the sum total of knowledge, and with that ceases in a sense to be a discovery; it dissolves into the whole and disappears, and one must have a trained scientific eye even to recognize it after that.