We talk of wild animals, but the wildest animal is man.

The rich are the scum of the earth in every country.

The comedy of man survives the tragedy of man.

All things are from God; and above all, reason and imagination and the great gifts of the mind. They are good in themselves; and we must not altogether forget their origin even in their perversion.

At the bottom of all the tributes paid to democracy is the little man, walking into the little booth, with a little pencil, making a little cross on a little bit of paper. . . .

But we are the people of England; and we have not spoken yet. Smile at us, pay us, pass us. But do not quite forget.

As to the doubt of the soul I discover it to be false: a mood not a conclusion. My conclusion is the Faith. Corporate, organized, a personality, teaching. A thing, not a theory. It.