But I was frightfully fond of the universe and wanted to address it by a diminutive. I often did so; and it never seemed to mind.

He must not merely cling to life, for then he will be a coward, and will not escape. He must not merely wait for death, for then he will be a suicide, and will not escape. He must seek his life in a spirit of furious indifference to it.

A man must be orthodox upon most things, or he will never even have time to preach his own heresy.

Customs are generally unselfish. Habits are nearly always selfish.

What we call emancipation is always and of necessity simply the free choice of the soul between one set of limitations and another.

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 noble temptation to see too much in everything.