The earth itself is slightly resistant to routine.

If the whole human race lay in one grave, the epitaph on its headstone might well be: 'It seemed like a good idea at the time.'

It is not possible that a just God should forgive people who are wicked because another person who was good endured agony by being nailed to a cross.

I don't believe that to understand is necessarily to pardon, but I feel that to understand makes one forget that one cannot pardon.

Man is a hating rather than a loving animal.

Bad art is maintained by the neurotic, who is deadly afraid of authentic art because it inspires him to go on living, and he is terrified of life.

All our Western thought is founded on this repulsive pretence that pain is the proper price of any good thing.