If you have behaved badly, repent, make what amends you can and address yourself to the task of behaving better next time.

These are the sort of things people ought to look at. Things without pretensions, satisfied to be merely themselves.

What I may call the messages of Brave New World, but it is possible to make people contented with their servitude. I think this can be done. I think it has been done in the past. I think it could be done even more effectively now because you can provide them with bread and circuses and you can provide them with endless amounts of distractions and propaganda.

My father considered a walk among the mountains as the equivalent of churchgoing.

There is no bad day that can’t be overcome by listening to a barbershop quartet. This is just truth, plain and simple.

All war propaganda consists, in the last resort, in substituting diabolical abstractions for human beings. Similarly, those who defend war have invented a pleasant sounding vocabulary of abstractions in which to describe the process of mass murder.

The mockery made him feel an outsider; and feeling an outsider he behaved like one, which increased the prejudice against him and intensified the contempt and hostility aroused by his physical defects. Which in turn increased his sense of being alien and alone. A chronic fear of being slighted made him avoid his equals, made him stand, where his inferiors were concerned, self-consciously on his dignity.