Not my idea of God, but God. Not my idea of H., but H. Yes, and also not my idea of my neighbour, but my neighbour. For don't we often make this mistake as regards people who are still alive -- who are with us in the same room? Talking and acting not to the man himself but to the picture -- almost the précis -- we've made of him in our own minds? And he has to depart from it pretty widely before we even notice the fact.

Children are not deceived by fairy-tales; they are often and gravely deceived by school-stories. Adults are not deceived by science-fiction ; they can be deceived by the stories in the women's magazines.

The only moral that is of any value is that which arises inevitably from the whole cast of the author's mind.

He produced mainly three results: Hatred, Terror, Adoration.

The happiness which God designs for his higher creatures is the happiness of being freely, voluntarily united to him.

While friendship has been by far the chief source of my happiness, acquaintance or general society has always meant little to me, and I cannot quite understand why a man should wish to know more people than he can make real friends of.

One of the marks of a certain type of bad man is that he cannot give up a thing himself without wanting everyone else to give it up.