“The righteous one has no sense of humor.”

Their peace and their war Are like wind and storm. War grows from their peace.

I’m in good form, taking no interest in things, neglecting clothes, meals, company, and feeling calm and stable as I write.

The human race tends to remember the abuses to which it has been subjected rather than the endearments. What’s left of kisses? Wounds, however, leave scars.

Those who take the most from the table, teach contentment. Those for whom the taxes are destined, demand sacrifice. Those who eat their fill, speak to the hungry, of wonderful times to come. Those who lead the country into the abyss, call ruling difficult, for ordinary folk.

From the cradle to the coffin underwear comes first.

A man who sees another man on the street corner with only a stump for an arm will be so shocked the first time he’ll give him sixpence. But the second time it’ll only be a three penny bit. And if he sees him a third time, he’ll have him cold-bloodedly handed over to the police.

To those who does not know the world is on fire, I have nothing to say.

General, your bomber is powerful. It flies faster than a storm and carries more than an elephant. But it has one defect: It needs a mechanic. General, man is very useful. He can fly and he can kill. But he has one defect: He can think.

It’s never too late for those whose time has come.

I Who live in Los Angeles and not in London Find, on thinking about Hell, that it must be Still more like Los Angeles.

No one can be good for long if goodness is not in demand.

Art is not a mirror. Art is a hammer.

If art reflects life, it does so with special mirrors.

Art and science coincide insofar as both aim to improve the lives of men and women.

Alas,we who wanted kindness, could not be kind ourselves.

The defeats and victories of the fellows at the top aren’t always defeats and victories for the fellows at the bottom.