Creation destroys as it goes, throws down one tree for the rise of another. But ideal mankind would abolish death, multiply itself million upon million, rear up city upon city, save every parasite alive, until the accumulation of mere existence is swollen to a horror.

That which one cannot experience in daily life is not true for oneself.

Freedom is a very great reality. But it means, above all things, freedom from lies.

In the dust where we have buried the silent races and their abominations we have buried so much of the delicate magic of life.

No absolute is going to make the lion lie dow'n with the lamb: unless the lamb is inside.

If you try to nail anything down in the novel, either it kills the novel, or the novel gets up and walks away with the nail.

 

Only the flow matters: live and let live, love and let love.

 

A country where men despise sex, and live for it.

 

Love is the flower of life, and blossoms unexpectedly and without law, and must be plucked where it is found, and enjoyed for the brief hour of its duration.

I never knew how soothing trees are—many trees and patches of open sunlight, and tree presences; it is almost like having another being.