Art is our chief means of breaking bread with the dead.
A professor is someone who talks in someone else’s sleep.
Art is born of humiliation.
Some books are undeservedly forgotten; none are undeservedly remembered.
All that we are not stares back at what we are.
In a world of prayer, we are all equal in the sense that each of us is a unique person, with a unique perspective on the world, a member of a class of one.
What the mass media offers is not popular art, but entertainment which is intended to be consumed like food, forgotten, and replaced by a new dish.
If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving be me.
When I find myself in the company of scientists, I feel like a shabby curate who has strayed by mistake into a room full of dukes.
You know there are no secrets in America. It’s quite different in England, where people think of a secret as a shared relation between two people.