The dog has made man their God, if the dog was an atheist, it would be perfect.

It would be impossible to "love" anyone or anything one knew completely. Love is directed towards what lies hidden in its object.

Peace is a virtual, mute, sustained victory of potential powers against probable greeds

To write regular verses destroys an infinite number of fine possibilities, but at the same time it suggests a multitude of distant and totally unexpected thoughts.

The folly of mistaking oneself for an oracle is built right into us.

Science is a collection of successful recipes.

Man cannot bear his own portrait. The image of his limits and his own determinacy exasperates him, drives him mad.