I would recommend a solo flight to all prospective suicides. It tends to make clear the issue of whether one enjoys being alive or not.
She hardly ever thought of him. He had worn a place for himself in some corner of her heart, as a sea shell, always boring against the rock, might do. The making of the place had been her pain. But no...
It is the bad people who need to have principles to restrain them.
If people reach perfection they vanish, you know.
Grown-ups have developed an unpleasant habit of comforting themselves for their degradation by pretending that children are childish.
The race will find that capitalists and communists modify themselves so much during the ages that they end by being indistinguishable as democrats...
The best thing for being sad, replied Merlin, beginning to puff and blow, is to learn something. That's the only thing that never fails. You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie a...
He had conquered murder only to be faced with war. There were no laws for that.
Everything not forbidden is compulsory.
Perhaps he does not want to be friends with you until he knows what you are like. With owls, it is never easy-come-easy-go.
Mordred and Agravaine thought Arthur hypocritical—as all decent men must be, if you assume that decency can’t exist.
He was feeling a new heresy coming over him, possibly as a result of the spirits, and it had something to do about the celibacy of the clergy. He had one already about the shape of his tonsure and the...
Poor Cook, thought Captain, I must be kinder to her. She makes a splendid pet. How faithful she is! I always say you can't get the same love from a dog that you can from a human. So clever, too. I bel...
I suppose the best way to tell the story is simply to narrate it, without an effort to carry belief. The thing did not require belief. It was not a feeling of horror in one's bones, or a misty outline...
Guenever began to breathe through her nose. She was feeling as if there were two red thumbs behind her eyeballs, trying to push them out, and she did not want to look at him. She was trying not to mak...
When shall I be dead and rid Of all the wrong my father did? How long, how long 'till spade and hearse Put to sleep my mother's curse?
It is so fatally easy to make young children believe that they are horrible.
He caught a glimpse of that extraordinary faculty in man, that strange, altruistic, rare, and obstinate decency which will make writers or scientists maintain their truths at the risk of death. Eppur...
Any one war seems rooted in its antecedents.
Those who lived by the sword were forced to die by it.