Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved

He was a sociologist; he had got into an intellectual muddle early on in life and never managed to get out.

The chief requirement of the good life, is to live without any image of oneself.

But fantasy kills imagination, pornography is death to art.

Our actions are like ships which we may watch set out to sea, and not know when or with what cargo they will return to port.

One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats, and if some of these can be inexpensive and quickly procured so much the better.

Oh the piercing sadness of life in the midst of its ordinariness!