I want my food dead. Not sick, not dying, dead.

Cleverness becomes a public nuisance.

Philosophy is like a normal personal organizer, but it's smaller than a matchbox.

The things one feels absolutely certain about are never true. That is the fatality of faith, and the lesson of romance.

We live in an age when unnecessary things are our only necessities.

It is in the brain, and the brain only, that the great sins of the world take place also. You, Mr. Gray, you yourself, with yourrose-red youth and your rose-white boyhood, you have had passions that have made you afraid, thoughts that have filled you with terror, day-dreams and sleeping dreams whose mere memory might stain your cheek with shame.

In a temple everything should be serious except the thing that is being worshiped.