One of the delights known to age, 

and beyond the grasp of youth, 

is that of Not Going.

Fortunately, 

somewhere between chance and mystery 

lies imagination, 

the only thing that protects our freedom, 

despite the fact that people keep trying to reduce it 

or kill it off altogether.

Almost all of our sorrows spring out of our relations with other people.

Geniuses are the luckiest of mortals 

because what they must do 

is the same as 

what they most want to do.

All my life, my heart has yearned for a thing I cannot name.

As to the evil which results from a censorship, 

it is impossible to measure it, 

for it is impossible to tell where it ends.

The rich, 

by unfair combinations, 

contribute frequently 

to prolong a season of distress 

among the poor.

If the misery of the poor be caused 

not by the laws of nature, 

but by our institutions, 

great is our sin.

What I have tried to show is that the scientific attitude implies 

what I call the postulate of objectivity

 — that is to say, the fundamental postulate 

that there is no plan, 

that there is no intention in the universe.

No one is useless in this world 

who lightens the burden of it to anyone else.

Gratitude changes the pangs of memory into a tranquil joy.

We are always the same age inside.

There is no heresy 

or no philosophy 

which is so abhorrent 

to the church 

as a human being.

The man who has ceased to fear has ceased to care.