I don’t like making the rest of the world live in my dreams, but I certainly don’t want to live in yours.
I don’t believe in Darwin’s theory of evolution. I accept it. It isn’t a matter of faith, but of evidence.
I don't know. Things don't have purposes, as if the universe were a machine, where every part has a useful function. What's the function of a galaxy? I don't know if our life has a purpose and I don't...
I didn't know you well at all. Only, when you spoke, I seemed to see clear into you, into the center.
I did not live my life as history is written.
I came to the center of the maze following him. Now I must find my way back out alone.
I am sorry, I am very sorry to ask you to lie, he said, so earnestly that I wondered if it hurt him to lie. That made him seem more like a god than a human being. If it hurt to lie, how could you stay...
Homer truly doesn’t take sides, and so he permits the story to be tragic. By tragedy, mind and soul are grieved, enlarged, and exalted.
His themes were not pride and love at all, though he used the words perpetually; as he used them they meant self-praise and hate.
Heathen is merely a word for somebody who knows a different sacredness than you know
He was so intense, so serious, armored in the formality of his rank and yet vulnerable in his honesty, the purity of his will. Her heart yearned to him. He thought he had learned pain, but he would le...
He was not interested in detached knowledge, science for science's sake: there was no use learning anything if it was of no use. Relevance was his touchstone.
He was never rash or hurried, but he was always read. It was the secret, no doubt, of the extraordinary political career he threw away for my sake; it was also the explanation of his belief in me and...
He lost weight; he walked light on the earth. Lack of physical labour, lack of variety of occupation, lack of social and sexual intercourse, none of these appeared to him as lacks, but as freedom.
He had been groping and grabbing after certainty, as if it were something he could possess. He had been demanding a security, a guarantee, which is not granted: and which, if granted, would become a p...
Hay tres aspectos de la ambisexualidad que hemos vislumbrado o entrevisto apenas, y que quizá nunca entendamos del todo. Considérese: Cualquiera puede cambiarse en cualquiera de los dos sexos. Esto pa...
Having intelligence, we must not act in ignorance. Having choice, we must not act without responsibility.
Hate Orgoreyn? No, how should I? How does one hate a country, or love one? Tibe talks about it; I lack the trick of it. I know people, I know towns, farms, hills and rivers and rocks, I know how the s...
Gvarab was old enough that she often wandered and maundered. Attendance at her lectures was small and uneven. She soon picked out the thin boy with big ears as her one constant auditor. She began to l...
Go to bed; tired is stupid. Tomorrow