No visiting angel, or explorer from another planet, could have guessed that this bland orb [Earth] teemed with vermin, with world-mastering, self-torturing, incipiently angelic beasts.

The universe now appeared to me as a void wherein floated rare flakes of snow, each flake a universe.

We have no government and no laws, if by law is meant a stereotyped convention supported by force, and not to be altered without the aid of cumbersome machinery.

A nation . . . is just a society for hating foreigners.

Even when all the worlds have frozen or exploded, and all the suns gone dead and cold, there'll still be time. Oh, God, what for?

The expansion of the whole cosmos was but the shrinkage of all its physical units and of the wavelengths of light.

In you, humanity is precarious; and so, in dread and in shame, you kill the animal in you. And its slaughter poisons you.

The creator, if he should love his creature, would be loving only a part of himself; but the creature, praising the creator, praises an infinity beyond himself.

In fact man's career has been less like a mountain torrent hurtling from rock to rock, than a great sluggish river, broken very seldom by rapids.

It is better to be destroyed than to triumph in slaying the spirit... We die praising the universe in which at least such an achievement as ours can be.

Barren, barren and trivial are these words. But not barren the experience.

More than anything." Rob persisted. "You'd crawl on your belly over broken glass for her. Easy.

As important as it is to possess the willpower to become successful, it's even more important to have the drive to maintain it after you achieve it.

We're more of a bag-and-tag operation.

I?m much bigger in Britain than I am there. I'm well-known, but my name's That Guy in America. . . . People shout: "Hey ? I know you! You're That Guy.".

Hiding here, are you? That’s awkward.” “Why?” “Because I had intended to hide here myself.” “You may hide here with me, if you wish.

There are some who write, talk, and think, so much about vice and virtue, that they have no time to practice either the one or the other.

The subject of management is man; the objective of management is the moving of man's mind and will and imagination.

The only thing that's in my control is to win ballgames and God is always taking care of me.

In the material world, where everything is valued, when you commit yourself to God, beauty and love, it can be mistaken for extravagance.

I find a duck's opinion of me is very much influenced by whether or not I have bread.