The stars are not wanted now, put out every one Pack up the moon & dismantle the sun.

Each in the cell of himself is almost convinced of his freedom.

Life is a picnic on a precipice.

Machines are beneficial to the degree that they eliminate the need for labor, harmful to the degree that they eliminate the need for skill.

The truly tragic kind of suffering is the kind produced and defiantly insisted upon by the hero himself so that, instead of making him better, it makes him worse and when he dies he is not reconciled to the law but defiant, that is, damned. Lear is not a tragic hero, Othello is.

Between friends differences in taste or opinion are irritating in direct proportion to their triviality.

Man desires to be free and he desires to feel important. This places him in a dilemma, for the more he emancipates himself from necessity the less important he feels.