A human life the treasure of the world cannot buy; nor can it redeem one which is misspent; nor can it make full and complete and beautiful a life which is dwarfed and warped and ugly.

He was sounding the deeps of his nature, and of the parts of his nature that were deeper than he, going back into the womb of Time.

They were not half living, or quarter living. They were simply so many bags of bones in which sparks of life fluttered faintly.

The aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten. The law was: EAT OR BE EATEN. He did not formulate the law in clear, set terms and moralize about it. He did not even think the law; he merely lived the law without thinking about it at all.

I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.

The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.

Love, genuine passionate love, was his for the first time.