What is wrong with the prosaic Englishman is what is wrong with the prosaic men of all countries: stupidity.

Be like the sun and meadow, which are not in the least concerned about the coming winter.

Life is a disease; and the only difference between on man and another is the stage of the disease at which he lives.

For nearly twenty years I have been a published author... But I have never yet seen a book of mine offered for sale in a shop window.

No use slaving for me and then saying you want to be cared for: who cares for a slave? If you come back, come back for the sake of good fellowship; for you’ll get nothing else.

If we have come to think that the nursery and the kitchen are the natural sphere of a woman, we have done so exactly as English children come to think that a cage is the natural sphere of a parrot: because they have never seen one anywhere else.

The notion that the colonel need be a better man than the private is as confused as the notion that the keystone need be stronger than the coping stone.