One might be led to suspect that there were all sorts of things going on in the Universe which he or she did not thoroughly understand.

A lot of people were opposed to it. A lot of people were for it. I myself think about it as little as possible.

I do not say that children at war do not die like men, if they have to die. To their everlasting honor and our everlasting shame, they do die like men, thus making possible the manly jubilation of patriotic holidays. But they are murdered children all the same.

...this is a hard world to be ludicrous in, with so many human beings so reluctant to laugh, so incapable of thought, so eager to believe and snarl and hate.

Please — a little less love, and a little more common decency.

There were lots of things to stop and see-and then it was time to go, always time to go.

The painting was framed in a misty view of sky, sea, and valley. Newt's painting was small, black, and warty. It consisted of scratches made in a black, gummy impasto. The scratches formed a sort of spider's web, and I wondered if they might not be the sticky nets of human futility hung up on a moonless night to dry.