I must confess that I lost faith in the sanity of the world

Hunger makes a fool of a man.

To do such a thing would be to transcend magic. And I beheld, unclouded by doubt, a magnificent vision of all that invisibility might mean to a man—the mystery, the power, the freedom. Drawbacks I saw none. You have only to think! And I, a shabby, poverty-struck, hemmed-in demonstrator, teaching fools in a provincial college, might suddenly become—this.

The fertilising conflict of individualities is the ultimate meaning of the personal life.

Crime and bad lives are the measure of a State's failure, all crime in the end is the crime of the community.

Sailors ought never to go to church. They ought to go to hell, where it is much more comfortable.

The teacher, whether mother, priest, or schoolmaster, is the real maker of history.