We were making the future, he said, and hardly any of us troubled to think what future we were making. And here it is!

If we don't end war, war will end us.

If we don't end war, war will end us.

It is possible to believe that all the past is but the beginning of a beginning, and that all that is and has been is but the twilight of the dawn. It is possible to believe that all the human mind has ever accomplished is but the dream before the awakening.

There comes a moment in the day when you have written your pages in the morning, attended to your correspondence in the afternoon, and have nothing further to do. Then comes that hour when you are bored; that's the time for sex.

Bah! The thing is not a nose at all, but a bit of primordial chaos clapped on to my face.