They hate kings, they hate priests, they hate soldiers, they hate sailors. They distrust men of science, they denounce the middle classes, they despair of working men, but they adore humanity. Only they always speak of humanity as if it were a curious foreign nation. They are dividing themselves more and more from men to exalt the strange race of mankind. They are ceasing to be human in the effort to be humane.

The modern world has far too little understanding of the art of keeping young. Its notion of progress has been to pile one thing on top of another, without caring if each thing was crushed in turn. People forgot that the human soul can enjoy a thing most when there is time to think about it and be thankful for it. And by crowding things together they lost the sense of surprise; and surprise is the secret of joy.

Forms of expression always appear turgid to those who do not share the emotions they represent.

There are no uninteresting things, only uninterested people.

Price is a crazy and incalculable thing, while Value is an intrinsic and indestructible thing.

He is a [sane] man who can have tragedy in his heart and comedy in his head.

A man was meant to be doubtful about himself, but undoubting about the truth; this has been exactly reversed.