When you have to make a choice and don't make it, that is in itself a choice.

In the deepest heart of all of us there is a corner in which the ultimate mystery of things works sadly.

The baby, assailed by eyes, ears, nose, skin, and entrails at once, feels it all as one great blooming, buzzing confusion.

The greatest enemy of any one of our truths may be the rest of our truths.

Religion must be considered vindicated in a certain way from the attacks of her critics.

The first thing to learn in intercourse with others is non-interference with their own particular ways of being happy, provided those ways do not assume to interfere by violence with ours.

We are stereotyped creatures, imitators and copiers of our past selves.