As it is, plain reasoning assures me I am not indispensable to the universe: but with this reasoning, somehow, does not travel my belief.

What really matters is that there is so much faith and love and kindliness which we can share with and provoke in others, and that by cleanly, simple, generous living we approach perfection in the highest and most lovely of all arts. . . . But you, I think, have always comprehended this.

I ask of literature precisely those things of which I feel the lack in my own life.

Why is the King of Hearts the only one that hasn't a moustache?

Life is very marvelous... and to the wonders of the earth there is no end appointed.

Every notion that any man, dead, living, or unborn, might form as to the universe will necessarily prove wrong

The realization that life is absurdand cannot be an end, but only abeginning. This is a truth nearly allgreat minds have taken as their starting point.