death ... is not a great affair! Think - it happens once only - to each of us - as birth does. What do you know about being born? that - and no more - will you know about the act of death.

There are two ways of meeting difficulties: you alter the difficulties, or you alter yourself to meet them.

Life was a series of messes, and one spent one's time cleaning them up; if one had any heart at all one also gave a part of one's time to cleaning up those of other people.

... a woman who has been a nun is never anything else.

All persecution is a sign of fear; for if we did not fear the power of an opinion different from our own, we should not mind others holding it.

Personally, I think it's a good way to let a child start right in with the laws of Nature before he's old enough to be surprised at them.

The only creative power I know is that of what might roughly be called 'love'; not of course a sentimental love: a far more impersonal and less individual emotion. I sometimes think that migratory birds may have it for each other. They fly in the same direction, and have never been seen to interfere with each other's flights.