I sold flowers. I didn't sell myself. Now you've made a lady of me I'm not fit to sell anything else.
George Bernard ShawOur prejudices are so deeply rooted that we never think of them as prejudices but call them common sense.
George Bernard ShawBe like the sun and meadow, which are not in the least concerned about the coming winter.
George Bernard ShawI can't turn your soul on. Leave me those feelings; and you can take away the voice and the face. They are not you.
George Bernard Shaw