Significance is about who we are before it is about what we do.
There were no words, and no movements but the tearing of teeth and claws.
I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been.
Before the Second World War I believed in the perfectibility of social man; that a correct structure of society would produce goodwill; and that therefore you could remove all social ills by a reorganisation of society. . . . . but after the war I did not because I was unable to. I had discovered what one man could do to another. . . I must say that anyone who moved through those years without understanding that man produces evil as a bee produces honey, must have been blind or wrong in the head. . .
We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.
I will tell you what man is. He is a freak, an ejected foetus robbed of his natural development, thrown out into the world with a naked covering of parchment, with too little room for his teeth and a soft bulging skull like a bubble. But nature stirs a pudding there.
What are we? Humans? Or animals? Or savages?
One can never win an argument with ignorance.
I think if you're doing alcohol and drugs, the chances of you surviving this kind of a pace are next to nothing. I live an extremely healthy life.
Everything that happens is determined by God.
When you go, if you go, And I should want to die, there's nothing I'd be saved by more than the time you fell asleep in my arms in a trust so gentle I let the darkening room drink up the evening, till rest, or the new rain lightly roused you awake. I asked if you heard the rain in your dream and half dreaming still you only said, I love you.