Diversity is essential to happiness and in Utopia there is hardly any. This is a defect in all planned social systems.

Every sane and sensible and quiet thing we do is absolutely ignored by the press.

Children, after being limbs of Satan in traditional theology and mystically illuminated angels in the minds of educational reformers, have reverted to being little devils; not theological demons inspired by the evil one, but scientific Freudian abominations inspired by the unconscious.

Punctuality is a quality the need of which is bound up with social co-operation.

Much of the most important evils that mankind have to consider are those which they inflict upon each other through stupidity or malevolence or both.

What else is there to make life tolerable? We stand on the shore of an ocean, crying to the night and to emptiness. Sometimes a voice of one drowning, and in a moment the silence returns. The world seems to me quite dreadful, the unhappiness of many people is very great, and I often wonder how they all endure it. It is usually the central thing around which their lives are built, and I suppose if they did not live most of their lives in the things of the moment, they would not be able to go on.

How much longer is the world willing to endure this spectacle of wanton cruelty?