There is a certain poetic value, and that a genuine one, in this sense of having missed the full meaning of things. There is beauty, not only in wisdom, but in this dazed and dramatic ignorance.

...but out of the desert, from the dry places and the dreadful suns, come the cruel children of the lonely God; the real Unitarians who with scimitar in hand have laid waste the world. For it is not well for God to be alone.

Love is not blind; that is the last thing that it is. Love is bound; and the more it is bound the less it is blind.

Men rush towards complexity, but they yearn towards simplicity. They try to be kings; but they dream of being shepherds.

Just the other day in the Underground I enjoyed the pleasure of offering my seat to three ladies.

The truth is that it is our attitude towards children that is right, and our attitude towards grown-up people that is wrong.

It is the chief value of legend to mix up the centuries while preserving the sentiment.