We always carry out by committee anything in which any one of us alone would be too reasonable to persist.

As wounded men may limp through life, so our war minds may not regain the balance of their thoughts for decades.

Distaste sounds more emphatic when expressed as moral disapproval. With most of us the moral counterblast is nothing more than the angry rendering of a yawn.

By rights, satire is a lonely and introspective occupation, for nobody can describe a fool to the life without much patient self-inspection.

Politics is a place of humble hopes and strangely modest requirements, where all are good who are not criminal and all are wise who are not ridiculously otherwise.

Every improvement in communication makes the bore more terrible.

As crowds increase we build our forts of inattention, and the more we talk the easier it is to mean little and listen not at all.