Had population and food increased in the same ratio, it is probable that man might never have emerged from the savage state.

A writer may tell me that he thinks man will ultimately become an ostrich. I cannot properly contradict him.

I think it will be found that experience, the true source and foundation of all knowledge, invariably confirms its truth.

The world's population will multiply more rapidly than the available food supply.

The power of population is so superior to the power of the earth to produce subsistence for man, that premature death must in some shape or other visit the human race.

Evil exists in the world not to create despair but activity.

A great emigration necessarily implies unhappiness of some kind or other in the country that is deserted.

The perpetual struggle for room and food.

Malthus married in 1804 and beat three children with his wife

The rich, by unfair combinations, contribute frequently to prolong a season of distress among the poor.

The power of population is indefinitely greater than the power in the earth to produce subsistence for man.

You were sizzling, like sausages in a frying pan.

But my lazy lack of faith, my in-vogue atheism, has taken away the safety net hanging beneath our children's lives.

Gratitude shouldn't be an occasional incident but a continuous attitude.

The only palliative is to keep the clean sea breeze of the centuries blowing through our minds, and this can be done only by reading old books.

Do you fall in love often?" Yes often. With a view, with a book, with a dog, a cat, with numbers, with friends, with complete strangers, with nothing at all.

Lies come from fear, from cowardice.

Writing is a hard gig, and it's hard to convey a lot. That's why scripts tend to be a little bit overwritten.

I'm always moving apartments or moving houses or moving cities.

I love working with young people and young filmmakers, and I love working on first films. I think it's cool. It's fun. I just take it as it comes.

When I was a little girl you used to learn to sew all the holes in things, darning socks, but nobody mends things anymore.