A part of eugenic politics would finally land us in an extensive use of the lethal chamber. A great many people would have to be put out of existence simply because it wastes other people's time to look after them.

Only on paper has humanity yet achieved glory, beauty, truth, knowledge, virtue, and abiding love.

Life would be tolerable but for its amusements.

I find it easy to forgive the man who invented a devilish instrument like dynamite, but how can one ever forgive the diabolical mind that invented the Nobel Prize in Literature?

You are my inspiration and my folly. You are my light across the sea, my million nameless joys, and my day's wage. You are my divinity, my madness, my selfishness, my transfiguration and purification. You are my rapscallionly fellow vagabond, my tempter and star. I want you.

All sorts of bodily diseases are produced by half-used minds.

Think what cowards men would be if they had to bear children. Women are altogether a superior species.