One has to belong to the intelligentsia to believe things like that: no ordinary man could be such a fool.

War is evil, but it is often the lesser evil.

The essential act of war is destruction, not necessarily of human lives, but of the products of human labor. War is a way of shattering to pieces, or pouring into the stratosphere, or sinking in the depths of the sea, materials which might otherwise be used to make the masses too comfortable, and hence, in the long run, too intelligent.

During five literary generations every enlightened person had despised him, and at the end of that time nine-tenths of those enlightened persons are forgotten and Kipling is in some sense still there.

We are the dead. Our only true life is in the future. We shall take part in it as handfuls of dust and splinters of bone. But how far away that future may be, there is no knowing.

If I had understood the situation a bit better I should probably have joined the Anarchists.

Patriotism is usually stronger than class hatred, and always stronger than internationalism.