The great dramatist has something better to do than to amuse either himself or his audience. He has to interpret life.

Suppose the world were only one of God's jokes, would you work any the less to make it a good joke instead of a bad one?

I have my own soul. My own spark of divine fire.

It is the mark of a truly intelligent person to be moved by statistics.

Even under the most perfect Social Democracy we should, without Communism, still be living like hogs, except that each hog would get his fair share of grub.... Whilst we are hogs, let us at least be well-fed, healthy, reciprocally useful hogs, instead of--well, instead of the sort we are at present.

We are compelled by the theory of God's already achieved perfection to make Him a devil as well as a god, because of the existenceof evil. The god of love, if omnipotent and omniscient, must be the god of cancer and epilepsy as well.... Whoever admits that anything living is evil must either believe that God is malignantly capable of creating evil, or else believe that God has made many mistakes in His attempts to make a perfect being.

Few of us have vitality enough to make any of our instincts imperious.