If you lived in London, where the whole system is one of false good-fellowship, and you may know a man for twenty years without finding out that he hates you like poison, you would soon have your eyes opened. There we do unkind things in a kind way: we say bitter things in a sweet voice: we always give our friends chloroform when we tear them to pieces.

Animals are my friends... and I don't eat my friends.

Newspaper : A device unable to distinguish between a bicycle accident and the collapse of civilisation.

The novelties of one generation are only the resuscitated fashions of the generation before last.

Liberty is the breath of life to nations.

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.

Every man over forty is a scoundrel.