When a person that one loves is in the world and alive and well, and pleased to be in the world, then to miss them is only a new flavor, a salt sharp….

no truth is strong enough to defeat a well-established legend..

Life flows on over death as water closes over a stone dropped into a pool. ... Fate is certain; death is certain; but the courage and nobility of men….

Oh, time betrays us. Time is the great enemy..

It's the things you don't do, not the things you do, you feel most sorry for..

Love needs the stiffening of respect, the give and take of equality..

This alone is to be feared - the closed mind, the sleeping imagination, the death of the spirit. The death of the body is to that, I think, a little ….

But questioning does not mean the end of loving, and loving does not mean the abnegation of intelligence.

A sense of humor is so handy, isn't it? It lets you see both sides of a question so that you never need do anything..

Really, trees are nearly as important as men, and much better behaved..

Nature is not silent, and never was a name more derisively inappropriate than when we speak of these non-human creatures who hoot and crow and bray a….

The things that one most wants to do are the things that are probably most worth doing..

Question everyone in authority, and see that you get sensible answers to your questions ... questioning does not mean the end of loving, and loving d….

There's never been a lack of men willing to die bravely. The trouble is to find a few able to live sensibly..

The crown of life is neither happiness nor annihilation; it is understanding..

We're so busy resigning ourselves to the inevitable that we don't even ask if it is inevitable. We've got to have courage, to take our future into ou….

I am much perturbed by this business of sickness. Our bodies seem so easily to leap into the saddle where our minds should be. People who are ill bec….

Sorrow and frustration have their power. The world is moved by people with great discontents. Happiness is a drug. It can make men blind and deaf and….

Everybody's tragedy is somebody's nuisance..

we are so little, so ignorant, so feeble an infant race crawling on a planet between immensities we haven't even begun to understand, that really we ….

The world, with all its beauty and adventure, its richness and variety, is darkened by cruelty. Death, if it ends the loveliness, the adventure, ends….