That's the worst of a war--you have to go on hearing about it so long.

What is a clock? Something agreed upon and arbitrarily imposed upon us. Standard time. Not true time. Symbolizing the whole standardization of our lives.

Defeat furnishes good material to the poets and the artists, but none of us care to have the glory of the conquered apply to us.

I can't think of any sorrow in the world that a hot bath wouldn't help, just a little bit.

A clock is a little machine that shuts us out from the wonder of time.

That's the worst of a war--you have to go on hearing about it so long.

Strength diminishes when it seems we are spending it in vain.