Once a man strays out of the common herd, he's more likely to meet wolves in the thickets than angels.

It was a pity thoughts always ran the easiest way, like water in old ditches.

After all, what is every man? A horde of ghosts – like a Chinese nest of boxes – oaks that were acorns that were oaks. Death lies behind us, not in front – in our ancestors, back and back until...

Science, I am told, is making great strides, experimenting, groping after things which no sane man has ever dreamed of before – without being burned alive for it.

Fancies were all very well for a change, but must be only occasional guests in a world devoted to reality.

Yes, after all, this by now was his customary loneliness: there was little else he desired for the present than the hospitality of the dark.

The time's gone by for sentiment and all that foolery. Mercy's all very well but after all it's justice that clinches the bargain.

In these days of faith-cures, and hypnotism, and telepathy, and subliminalities – why, the simple old world grows very confusing. But rarely, very rarely novel.

It was to be a day of queer experiences. He had never realized with how many miracles mere everyday life is besieged.

We were both smiling, in that bittersweet way one does when imagining something the heart longs for and the head would dread.

once you stop communicating as much as you use to, your friendship would not last. people change and people make new friends.

Life is one long struggle between conclusions based on abstract ways of conceiving cases and opposite conclusions prompted by our instinctive perception of them.

I practised as an architect for 10 years. I qualified in 1973 with a fellowship diploma of architecture. World Series Cricket gave me the freedom to go out and pursue architecture.

I don't sleep much. I'm on the go. My mind is racing. My wife says my mind is like the rolling dials on a slot machine. So, yeah, I think about everything.

There is no heaven like mutual love.

One month, two months, I am ready to accept any accord on this point that has the approval of the inspectors.

Growth is what we all need and what we all strive for because we want to get better and better and better each day.

Is that vodka?" Margarita asked weakly. The cat jumped up in his seat with indignation. "I beg pardon, my queen," he rasped, "Would I ever allow myself to offer vodka to a lady? This is pure alcohol!

You cannot commit an act of violence against a non-sentient object, only against a living thing.