She was as bored as her brother would have been, and had not his gift of listening beneath words.

Science is better than sympathy, if only it is science.

It comes to this then: there always have been people like me and always will be, and generally they have been persecuted.

After all, is not a real Hell better than a manufactured Heaven?

He had awoken too late for happiness, but not for strength, and could feel an austere joy, as of a warrior who is homeless but stands fully armed.

If you introduce the human figure you at once arouse either disgust or desire.

He lived on, miserable and misunderstood, as before, and increasingly lonely. One cannot write those words too often: Maurice’s loneliness: it increased.

The past is devoid of meaning like the present, and a refuge for cowards.

Love had failed. Love was an emotion through which you occasionally enjoyed yourself. it could not do things.

I swear from the bottom of my heart I want to be healed. I want to be like other men, not this outcast whom nobody wants.

Too late... everything's always too late.

Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.

Inhale when I inhale. Exhale when I exhale. Breathe with me, for two beating hearts breathing one breath together become one.

Your ability to overcome distractions will determine how long you can stay in solitude.

That character in conversation which commonly passes for agreeable is made up of civility and falsehood.

I did it for political, moral reasons, thinking that I was making this great sacrifice, but it was absolutely necessary; I was not going to contribute to the violence in the world anymore.

Christ is God or He is the world's greatest liar and imposter.

There's too much democracy in the culture, not enough in the society.

Let's say [Donald] Trump wins. Is Congress going to let him build a wall on the Mexican border? I don't think so.

Ignorance is a voluntary condition.

A guy should be a guy. You don't want him to be too... shiny.