...the wonderful poems interpreting with equal magic the romance of strange lands and times, or the modern soul, naked and unashamed, as if clothed in its own complexity; the humorous-tragic questionings of the universe; the delicious travel-pictures and fantasies; the lucid criticisms of art, and politics, and philosophy, informed with malicious wisdom, shimmering with poetry and wit.

Until mankind heeds the message on the Hebrew trumpet blown, and the faith of the whole world's people is the faith that is our own.

What clinical lectures I will give in heaven, demonstrating the ignorance of doctors!

Scratch the Christian and you find the pagan - spoiled.

The way Bernard Shaw believes in himself is very refreshing in these atheistic days when so many people believe in no God at all.

[T]he German censorship forbade or mutilated my every book, which was like sticking pins into my soul.

As soon as you tolerate something, it becomes bearable, and before long it will become common.