The bravest people are the ones who don’t mind looking like cowards.

I will tell you something else, King, which may be a surprise for you. It will not happen for hundreds of years, but both of us are to come back.

It seems, in tragedy, that innocence is not enough.

The fisherman fishes as the urchin eats cream buns, from lust.

Believe me, the so-called primitive races who worshipped animals as gods were not so daft as people choose to pretend. At least they were humble. Why should not God have come to the earth as an earth-worm? There are a great many more worms than men, and they do a great deal more good.

It is the bad people who need to have principles to restrain them.

The fate of this man or that man was less than a drop, although it was a sparkling one, in the great blue motion of the sunlit sea.