What grape to keep its place in the sun, taught our ancestors to make wine?

There cannot be a personal God without a pessimistic religion. As soon as there is a personal God he is a disappointing God.

Most people do not believe in anything very much and our greatest poetry is given to us by those who do.

There is no more sombre enemy of good art than the pram in the hall.

He [George Orwell] would not blow his nose without moralising on conditions in the handkerchief industry.

A woman's desire for revenge outlasts all her other emotions.

The only happy talkers are dandies who extract pleasure from the very perishability of their material and who would not be able to tolerate the isolation of all other forms of composition; for most good talkers, when they have run down, are miserable; they know that they have betrayed themselves, that they have taken material which should have a life of its own, to dispense it in noises upon the air.