It is when suffering finds a voice and sets our nerves quivering that this pity comes troubling us.

Human history becomes more and more a race between education and catastrophe.

It is the system of nationalist individualism that has to go....We are living in the end of the sovereign states....In the great struggle to evoke a Westernized World Socialism, contemporary governments may vanish....Countless people...will hate the new world order....and will die protesting against it.

If you are in difficulties with a book, try the element of surprise: attack it at an hour when it isn't expecting it.

The forceps of our minds are clumsy forceps, and crush the truth a little in taking hold of it.

It is only now and then, in a jungle, or amidst the towering white menace of a burnt or burning Australian forest, that Nature strips the moral veils from vegetation and we apprehend its stark ferocity.

There is no remorse like a remorse of chess. It is a curse upon man. There is no happiness in chess.