Man may trust man, Prince Elric, but perhaps we'll never have a truly sane world until men learn to trust mankind. That would mean the death of magic, I think.

Man may trust man, Prince Elric, but perhaps we'll never have a truly sane world until men learn to trust mankind. That would mean the death of magic, I think.

It is only about things which concern us most profoundly that we lie clearly and with profound conviction.

It's getting late. I must return to my ship or my men will think I've drowned and be celebrating.

It is almost impossible to have a baseless snobbish opinion of the General Theory of Relativity.

Treasures are not won by care and forethought but by swift slaying and reckless attack.

It remains a mystery to me why some of that [pulp] fiction should be judged inferior to the rafts and rafts of bad social [literary] fiction which continues to be treated by literary editors as if it were somehow superior, or at least worthier of our attention. The careerist literary imperialism of the Bloomsbury years did a lot to produce fiction's present unseemly polarities.