Orthodoxy is the diehard of the world of thought. It learns not, neither can it forget.

An ideal is merely the projection, on an enormously enlarged scale, of some aspect of personality.

No Romeo-and-Juliet acts, no nonsense about Love with a large L, none of that popular song claptrap with its skies of blue, dreams come true, heaven with you. Just sensuality for its own sake.

Children are remarkable for their intelligence and ardor, for their curiosity, their intolerance of shams, the clarity and ruthlessness of their vision.

The advertisement is one of the most interesting and difficult of modern literary forms.

Along this particular stretch of line no express had ever passed. All the trains--the few that there were--stopped at all the stations. Denis knew the names of those stations by heart. Bole, Tritton, Spavin Delawarr, Knipswich for Timpany, West Bowlby, and, finally, Camlet-on-the-Water.

The propagandist's purpose is to make one set of people forget that certain other sets of people are human.