We educate one another; and we cannot do this if half of us consider the other half not good enough to talk to.

It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.

Experience fails to teach where there is no desire to learn.

You don't get tired of muffins, but you don't find inspiration in them.

The moment we face it frankly we are driven to the conclusion that the community has a right to put a price on the right to live in it ... If people are fit to live, let them live under decent human conditions. If they are not fit to live, kill them in a decent human way. Is it any wonder that some of us are driven to prescribe the lethal chamber as the solution for the hard cases which are at present made the excuse for dragging all the other cases down to their level, and the only solution that will create a sense of full social responsibility in modern populations?

Oh, well, if you want original conversations, you'd better go and talk to yourself.

The unconscious self is the real genius. Your breathing goes wrong the moment your conscious self meddles with it.