“As a rule, the more bizarre a thing is, the less mysterious it proves to be.”

I dislike my fellow-mortals. Justice compels me to add that they appear for the most part to dislike me.

Love is an emotional thing, and whatever is emotional is opposed to that true cold reason which I place above all things.

There is no scent so pleasant to my nostrils as that faint, subtle reek which comes from an ancient book.

The unexpected has happened so continually in my life that it has ceased to deserve the name.

The emotional qualities are antagonistic to clear reasoning.

Life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of man could invent.

There is nothing more stimulating than a case where everything goes against you.

The most difficult crime to track is the one which is purposeless.

A fool always finds a greater fool to admire him.

Where there is no imagination, there is no horror.

A man always finds it hard to realize that he may have finally lost a woman’s love, however badly he may have treated her.

Jealousy is a strange transformer of characters.

The most difficult crime to track is the one which is purposeless.

A fool always finds a greater fool to admire him.

Where there is no imagination, there is no horror.

A man always finds it hard to realize that he may have finally lost a woman’s love, however badly he may have treated her.

Every religion is the product of the conceptual mind attempting to describe the mystery.

Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone.

I don’t feel frightened by not knowing things, by being lost in a mysterious universe without any purpose, which is the way it really is, as far as I can tell. Possibly. It doesn’t frighten me.

Why nature is mathematical is, again, a mystery.

In spite of the seven thousand books of expert advice, the right way to discipline a child is still a mystery to most fathers and mothers Only your grandmother and Genghis Khan know how to do it.

There is nothing like looking, if you want to find something. You certainly usually find something, if you look, but it is not always quite the something you were after.

I suppose it is out of laziness that the world is the same day after day. Today it seemed to want to change. And then anything, anything could happen.

Don’t call yourself a secret unless you mean to keep it.