Human history is, in essence, a history of ideas.

This blessed gift of smoking!

Hunger makes a fool of a man.

If after all my Atheology turns out wrong and your Theology right I feel I shall always be able to pass into Heaven (if I want to) as a friend of G.K.C.'s. Bless you.

I felt the first inkling of a thing that presently grew quite clear in my mind, that oppressed me for many days, a sense of dethronement, a persuasion that I was no longer a master, but an animal among the animals, under the Martian heel.With us it would be as with them, to lurk and watch, to run and hide; the fear and empire of man had passed away.

There's truths you have to grow into.

I do not propose to add anything to what has already been written concerning the loss of the "Lady Vain."