That life is worth living is the most necessary of assumptions, and were it not assumed, the most impossible of conclusions.

Catastrophes come when some dominant institution, swollen like a soap-bubble and still standing without foundations, suddenly crumbles at the touch of what may seem a word or idea, but is really some stronger material source.

The strongest feelings assigned to the conscience are not moral feelings at all; they express merely physical antipathies.

The loftiest edifices need the deepest foundations.

Nothing can be meaner than the anxiety to live on, to live on anyhow and in any shape.

For Shakespeare, in the matter of religion, the choice lay between Christianity and nothing. He chose nothing.

Music is essentially useless, as is life.