He wore the black suit which he used for funerals, a form of social entertainment which greatly appealed to Mr. Judd since it combined dignity of emotion with solemn lessons on the dangers of existence in an under-policed country.

Just now I was thinking that I’d died and had to come to life again, had to build up a life myself. Only the new edifice has to be built with the ruins of the old. Or rather, I feel like a tree that has been blasted level with the ground, with only the roots still living. Some even of the roots are dead, some I have to kill, the rest have to grow again somehow.

But if I’m useless only because I haven’t been properly educated, is that my fault?

Forgetting is woman’s first and greatest art.

Cats are like donkeys and camels, they won’t ever quite give in to human tyranny, they won’t try to imitate the human soul.

We must grow out of religion. It is either bugaboo, formalism, or hysteria. Besides, what proof is there that “the churches” know more about “God” than the Cockney sentry on duty outside the camp? We have only their say-so.

All nations teach their children to be “patriotic”, and abuse the other nations for fostering nationalism.

Adventure is allowing the unexpected to happen to you. Exploration is experiencing what you have not experienced before. How can there be any adventure, any exploration, if you let somebody else – above all, a travel bureau – arrange everything before-hand?

By the sense of mystery I understand the experience of certain places and times when one’s whole nature seems to be in touch with a presence, a genius loci, a potency.

We must grow out of religion. It is either bugaboo, formalism, or hysteria. Besides, what proof is there that "the churches" know more about "God" than the Cockney sentry on duty outside the camp? We have only their say-so.