Plato was right, but not quite right.

The big corporation is not in the least remarkable for efficiency; it is only too big to be blamed for its inefficiency.

A turkey is more occult and awful than all the angels and archangels. In so far as God has partly revealed to us an angelic world, he has partly told us what an angel means. But God has never told us what a turkey means. And if you go and stare at a live turkey for an hour or two, you will find by the end of it that the enigma has rather increased than diminished.

The Mass is very long and tiresome unless one loves God.

I suppose every one must have reflected how primeval and how poetical are the things that one carries in one's pocket; the pocket-knife, for instance, the type of all human tools, the infant of the sword. Once I planned to write a book of poems entirely about things in my pockets. But I found it would be too long; and the age of the great epics is past.

The word good has many meanings.

We can’t turn life into a pleasure. But we can choose such pleasures as are worthy of us and our immortal souls.