I suppose we all tend to remember only the happiness from our childhood, as a sundial refuses to tell the time except in fine weather.

The Stag at Bay with the mentality of a fox at large.

It is assumed that when anyone gets into debt, the fault is entirely and always the fault of the lender.

Countries like ours are full of people who have all of the material comforts they desire, yet lead lives of quiet (and at times noisy) desperation, understanding nothing but the fact that there is a hole inside them and that however much food and drink they pour into it, however many motorcars and television sets they stuff it with, however many well-balanced children and loyal friends they parade around the edges of it. . . it aches!

Because tobacco is responsible for an impressive one-third of cancers, prevention efforts naturally begin with it.

The less the power, the greater the desire to exercise it.

What has happened to architecture since the second world war that the only passers-by who can contemplate it without pain are those equipped with a white stick and a dog?