The element of the unexpected and the unforeseeable is what gives some of its relish to life and saves us from falling into the mechanical thralldom of the logicians.
Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong.
Already by 1900 I could boast I had written as many books as Moses.
Ethics evolve naturally, and we trample upon them with laws created by reason and experience.
Without execution, thinking is mere idleness.
If Hitler invaded hell I would make at least a favourable reference to the devil in the House of Commons.