It is a glorious thing to be indifferent to suffering, but only to one's own suffering.

To go through life without ever being converted to anything seems a mark of insensitiveness. The ideal world would be a world in which everybody was capable of conversion and in which at the same time the converts would admit the possibility that they might be mistaken.

The belief in the possibility of a short decisive war appears to be one of the most ancient and dangerous of human illusions.

I sometimes suspect that half our difficulties are imaginary and that if we kept quiet about them they would disappear.