“The child is small, and he includes the man; the brain is narrow, and it harbours thought; the eye is but a point, and it covers leagues”
“Man is not a ship in harbour; Earth is not a ship in harbour; even Universe is not a ship in harbour! No safe harbour for anything exists!”
“This is my child, he said. I wash a dead man's brains out of his hair. That is my job.”
“...a tall, gaunt man with small narrow eyes set deep in his skull like two old sisters trying to spy out of the windows of their house without being noticed themselves.”
“Can human folly harbour a more arrogant or ungrateful thought than the notion that whereas God makes man beautiful in body, man makes himself pure in heart?”
“There’s greatness in smallness. Just look into the eyes of a child.”