The idea that nations should love one another, or that business concerns or marketing boards should love one another, or that a man in Portugal should love a man in Peru of whom he has never heard -it is absurd, unreal, dangerous. The fact is we can only love what we know personally. And we cannot know much.

I'm a holy man minus the holiness.

How can I know what I think till I see what I say?

Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown

Tolerance is a very dull virtue. It is boring. Unlike love, it has always had a bad press. It is negative. It merely means putting up with people, being able to stand things.

The only books that influence us are those for which we are ready, and which have gone a little farther down our particular path than we have yet got ourselves.

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