He lost himself in a maze of thoughts that were rendered vague by his lack of words to express them. Frowning, he tried again.

I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men, they are far superior and always have been.

We have a disharmony in our natures. We cannot live together without injuring each other.

I began to see what people were capable of doing. Anyone who moved through those years without understanding that man produces evil as a bee produces honey, must have been blind or wrong in the head.

We're all mad, the whole damned race. We're wrapped in illusions, delusions, confusions about the penetrability of partitions, we're all mad and in solitary confinement.

I am astonished at the ease with which uninformed persons come to a settled, a passionate opinion when they have no grounds for judgment.

The thing is - fear can't hurt you any more than a dream.

I am by nature an optimist and by intellectual conviction a pessimist.

I believe man suffers from an appalling ignorance of his own nature. I produce my own view in the belief that it may be something like the truth.

My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are gray faces that peer over my shoulder.

At the moment of vision, the eyes see nothing.

If you ingest too much sodium, you turn green.

I'm looking at the ruins of my own existence and knowing, with a sickening certainty, that my old home and my old life have been truly destroyed.

Mention but the word "divinity, " and our sense of the divine is clouded.

At the outstart of discussions of women's intellectual attainments, it is well to remember how few are the men of the first rank.

The brain is a body part too; we just know less about it.

Congratulations to Barack Obama - great victory based on building fairer economy and optimism about what politics can achieve.

No matter what age you are, if you have it and you know it, then people should listen to you.

Sometimes when I visit my sister and her two children, I wonder if she missed a lot by getting married. Right now, nothing could be further from my mind than getting married.

People think they're gonna make a living off poetry. Ten years ago, maybe a couple of people did. Right now, no one, I don't think.

All rooms ought to look as if they were lived in, and to have so to say, a friendly welcome ready for the incomer.