Being good is just a matter of temperament in the end.

Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream.

The absolute yearning of one human body for another particular body and its indifference to substitutes is one of life's major mysteries.

There is a spider called Amaurobius, which lives in a burrow and has its young in the late summer, and then it dies when the frosts begin, and the young spiders live through the cold by eating their mother's dead body. One can't believe that's an accident. I don't know that I imagined God as having thought it all out, but somehow He was connected with the pattern, He was the pattern.

There is no substitute for the comfort supplied by the utterly taken-for-granted relationship.

Remember that the secret of all learning is patience and that curiosity is not the same thing as a thirst for knowledge.

Daytime sleep is a cursed slumber from which one wakes in despair.