I had a world, and it slipped away from me. The War blew up more than the bodies of men....It blew ideas away.

Interest in the lives of others, the high evaluation of these lives, what are they but the overflow of the interest a man finds in himself, the value he attributes to his own being?.

There is this thing called life. We live it, not as we intend or wish, but as we are driven on by forces outside and inside ourselves.

A man needs a purpose for real health.

The whole object of education is...to develop the mind. The mind should be a thing that works.

Only the few know the sweetness of the twisted apples.

On the trees are only a few gnarled apples that the pickers have rejected. They look like the knuckles of Doctor Reefy's hands. One nibbles at them and they are delicious. Into a little round place at the side of the apple has been gathered all its sweetness. One runs from tree to tree over the frosted ground picking the gnarled, twisted apples and filling his pockets with them. Only the few know the sweetness of the twisted apples.