If we are to survive on this planet, there must be compromises.

... the truth is exactly that which can't be got into words. We are forced to lie, a little or, if we are inferior, much.

Speaking the truth, once you have started it, is too exhilarating to draw back.

the sex even in serious pornography has less singularity than the mating of squirrels.

You can't argue with a raging want. You can, but it is useless.

From so much of this seriously-intended pornography there rises, even when it is lewdly or boisterously comic, the acrid smell, unmistakable, of self-dislike.

Truth is the only good and the purest pity. ... Men lie for profit or for pity. All lies turn to poison, but a lie that is told for pity or shame breeds such a host of ills that no power on earth can compass their redemption.