But after all, what have we to do with taverns? Real menace belongs to the drawing-room.

How do I know what I have to say wntil I see what I have said?

Tolerance is just a makeshift, suitable for an overcrowded and overheated planet. It carries on when love gives out, and love generally gives out as soon as we move away from our home and our friends.

There's enough sorrow in the world, isn't there, without trying to invent it.

The Germans are called brutal, the Spanish cruel, the Americans superficial, and so on; but we are perfide Albion, the island of hypocrites, the people who have built up an Empire with a Bible in one hand, a pistol in the other, and financial concessions in both pockets. Is the charge true? I think it is.

Why children?' he asked. 'Why always children? For love to end where it begins is far more beautiful, and Nature knows it.

A funeral is not death, any more than baptism is birth or marriage union. All three are the clumsy devices, coming now too late, now too early, by which Society would register the quick motions of man.