If women were as fastidious as men, morally or physically, there would be an end of the race.

Gardening is the only unquestionably useful job.

We call the one side [of humanity] religion, and we call the other science. Religion is always right. ... Science is always wrong; it is the very artifice of men. Science can never solve one problem without raising ten more problems.

The truth is, hardly any of us have ethical energy enough for more than one really inflexible point of honor.

Very nice sort of place, Oxford, I should think, for people that like that sort of place.

[Man] progresses in all things by making a fool of himself.

Without music we shall surely perish of drink, morphia, and all sorts of artificial exaggerations of the cruder delights of the senses.