[The satirist] must fully possess, at least in the world of the imagination, the quality the lack of which he is deriding in others.

I cannot think that espionage can be recommended as a technique for building an impressive civilization. It's a lout's game.

The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.

The choice between law and justice is an easy one for courageous minds.

To every man in the world there is one person of whom he knows little: whom he would never recognize if he met him walking down the street, whose motives are a mystery to him. That is himself.

My memory is certainly in my hands. I can remember things only if I have a pencil and I can write with it and I can play with it. ... I think your hand concentrates for you. I don't know why it should be so.

Because hypocrisy stinks in the nostrils one is likely to rate it as a more powerful agent for destruction than it is.