Reason and happiness are like other flowers; they wither when plucked.

The love of all-inclusiveness is as dangerous in philosophy as in art.

The need of exercise is a modern superstition, invented by people who ate too much and had nothing to think about.

What is false in the science of facts may be true in the science of values.

Not to believe in love is a great sign of dullness. There are some people so indirect and lumbering that they think all real affection rests on circumstantial evidence.

Nature in denying us perennial youth has at least invited us to become unselfish and noble.

Chaos is perhaps at the bottom of everything.