somehow one must love the world without being worldly.

I did try to found a little heresy of my own; and when I had put the last touches to it, I discovered that it was orthodoxy.

London is a riddle. Paris is an explanation.

Around every corner is another gift waiting to surprise us, and it will surprise us if we can achieve control over our natural tendencies to make comparisons [to things that are better rather than things that are worse], to take things for granted [rather than imagining how much worse things would be if they weren't there and so feeling grateful], and to feel entitled!

I have no right to think for myself. I have no right to think at all.

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.

Playing as children means playing is the most serious thing in the world.