Marriage halves our griefs, doubles our joys, and quadruples our expenses

But those dealing in the actual manufacture of mind are dealing in a very explosive material. The material is not merely the clay of which man is master, but the truths or semblances of truth which have a certain mastery over man. The material is explosive because it must be taken seriously. The men writing books really are throwing bombs.

And they that rule in England, in stately conclaves met, alas, alas for England they have no graves as yet.

Right is Right even if nobody does it. Wrong is wrong even if everybody is wrong about it.

Because our expression is imperfect we need friendship to fill up the imperfections.

Customs are generally unselfish. Habits are nearly always selfish.

Bowing down in blind credulity, as is my custom, before mere authority and the tradition of the elders, superstitiously swallowing a story I could not test at the time by experiment or private judgment, I am firmly of the opinion that I was born on the 29th of May, 1874, on Campden Hill, Kensington; and baptised according to the formularies of the Church of England in the little church of St. George opposite the large Waterworks Tower that dominated that ridge.