The man who kills a man kills a man. The man who kills himself kills all men. As far as he is concerned, he wipes out the world.

A man making the confession of any creed worth ten minutes' intelligent talk, is always a man who gains something and gives up something. So long as he does both he can create: for he is making an outline and a shape.

He is only a very shallow critic who cannot see an eternal rebel in the heart of the Conservative.

The more truly we can see life as a fairytale, the more clearly the tale resolves itself into war with the dragon who is wasting fairyland.

The more I considered Christianity, the more I found that while it had established a rule and order, the chief aim of that order was to give room for good things to run wild.

In a world where everything is ridiculous, nothing can be ridiculed. You cannot unmask a mask.

The sceptics, like bees, give their one sting and die.