Meaninglessness does not come from being weary of pain. Meaninglessness comes from being weary of pleasure.

Religious unity can look like a carnival and religious liberty can look like a funeral.

Now, among the heresies that are spoken in this matter is the habit of calling a grey day a "colourless" day. Grey is a colour, and can be a very powerful and pleasing colour.... A grey clouded sky is indeed a canopy between us and the sun; so is a green tree, if it comes to that. But the grey umbrellas differ as much as the green in their style and shape, in their tint and tilt. One day may be grey like steel, and another grey like dove’s plumage. One may seem grey like the deathly frost, and another grey like the smoke of substantial kitchens.

I agree with the realistic Irishman who said he preferred to prophesy after the event.

A man is angry at a libel because it is false, but at a satire because it is true.

Wherever there is animal worship, there is human sacrifice.

When men have come to the edge of a precipice, it is the lover of life who has the spirit to leap backwards, and only the pessimist who continues to believe in progress.