I can't turn your soul on. Leave me those feelings; and you can take away the voice and the face. They are not you.

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

I hate performers who debase great works of art; I long for their annihilation.

We are the living graves of murdered beasts.

Give a man health and a course to steer, and he'll never stop to trouble about whether he's happy or not.

If you say that God is good, great, blessed, wise or any such thing, the starting point is this : God is.

It's so hard to know what to do when one wishes earnestly to do right.