The most stirring battle-poem in English is about a brigade of cavalry which charged in the wrong direction.

How could you communicate with the future? It was impossible. Either the future would resemble the present in which case it would not listen to him, or it would be different from it, and his predicament would be meaningless.

They clichés will construct your sentences for you - even think your thoughts for you, to a certain extent - and at need they will perform the important service of partially concealing your meaning even from yourself.

We know that no one ever seizes power with the intention of relinquishing it.

Until one has some kind of professional relationship with books, one does not discover how bad the majority of them are.

If there really is such a thing as turning in one's grave, Shakespeare must get a lot of exercise.

On the whole, human beings want to be good, but not too good, and not quite all the time.