The romantic embrace can only be compared with music and with prayer.

Mankind is becoming a single unit, and that for a unit to fight against itself is suicide.

The place where optimism most flourishes is the lunatic asylum.

We cannot remain consistent with the world save by growing inconsistent with our past selves.

What we call progress is the exchange of one nuisance for another nuisance.

Still, whether we like it or not, the task of speeding up the decrease of the human population becomes increasingly urgent.

The omnipresent process of sex, as it is woven into the whole texture of our man's or woman's body, is the pattern of all the process of our life.