Love has no age, no limit; and no death.

It isnot good enough tospend time and ink indescribing the penultimate sensations and physical movements of people getting into a state of rut, we all know them so well.

It isn't enough to love people because they're good to you, or because in some way or other you're going to get something by it. We have to love because we love loving.

If you do not think about the future, you cannot have one.

Humanism is the creed of those who believe that in the circle of enwrapping mystery, men's fates are in their own hands - a faith that for modern man is becoming the only possible faith.

Men are in fact, quite unable to control their own inventions; they at best develop adaptability to the new conditions those inventions create.

The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.