It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace.
Power does not corrupt men; fools, however, if they get into a position of power, corrupt power.
If history repeats itself, and the unexpected always happens, how incapable must Man be of learning from experience.
Democracy substitutes election by the incompetent many for appointment by the corrupt few.
Better keep yourself clean and bright; you are the window through which you must see the world.
The only person who acts sensibly is my tailor. He takes my measure anew every time he sees me. Everyone else goes by their old measurements.
I have a strong feeling that I shall be glad when I am dead and done for – scrapped at last to make room for somebody better, cleverer, more perfect than myself.
The idea of personal salvation is intensely repugnant to me when it is not absurd. Imagine Roosevelt, the big brute, preserving his personality in a future state and swaggering about as a celestial Rough Rider!
An asylum for the sane would be empty in America.
In a battle all you need to make you fight is a little hot blood and the knowledge that it’s more dangerous to lose than to win.
Animals are my friends… and I don’t eat my friends.
I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more I live. I rejoice in life for its own sake.
I dislike feeling at home when I am abroad.
I want to be all used up when I die.
A statesman who confines himself to popular legislation – or, for the matter of that, a playwright who confines himself to popular plays – is like a blind man’s dog who goes wherever the blind man pulls him, on the ground that both of them want to go to the same place.
While we ourselves are the living graves of murdered animals, how can we expect any ideal living conditions on this earth?