How can one build a better self unless on the ruins of the old?

I will tell you what war is. War is a psychosis caused by an inability to see relationships. Our relationship with our fellowmen. Our relationship with our economic and historical situation. And above all our relationship to nothingness, to death.

There are two kinds of hangover: in one you feel ill and incapable, in the other you feel ill and lucid.

People knew less of each other, perhaps, but they felt more free of each other, and so were more individual. The entire world was not for them only a push or a switch away. Strangers were strange, and sometimes with an exciting, beautiful strangeness. It may be better for humanity that we should communicate more and more.

There are some men who are consoled by the idea that there are women less attractive than their wives; and others who are haunted by the knowledge that there are more attractive.

I mean I never feel I feel what I ought to feel.

I love making, I love doing. I love being to the full, I love everything which is not sitting and watching and copying and dead at heart.