a good oyster cannot please the palate as acutely as a bad one can revolt it, and a good oyster cannot make him who eats it live for ever though a bad one can make him dead for ever.

I find to my astonishment that an unhappy marriage goes on being unhappy when it is over.

There is no such thing as conversation. It is an illusion. There are intersecting monologues, that is all.

The mind is its own enemy, that fights itself with the innumerable pliant and ineluctable arms of the octopus.

Unfortunately, all gatherings convened for the betterment of the human lot show a tendency to gas themselves, and not with laughing-gas either.

Everyone realizes that one can believe little of what people say about each other. But it is not so widely realized that even less can one trust what people say about themselves.

Christianity must be regarded not as a final revelation but as a phase of revelation.