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.

The miser is the man who starves himself and everybody else, in order to worship wealth in its dead form, as distinct from its living form.

The man who throws a bomb is an artist, because he prefers a great moment to everything.

Fallacies do not cease to be fallacies because they become fashions.

For when we cease to worship God, we do not worship nothing, we worship anything.

Education is the period during which you are being instructed by somebody you do not know, about something you do not want to know.

Now, among the heresies that are spoken in this matter is the habit of calling a grey day a "colourless" day. Grey is a colour, and can be a very powerful and pleasing colour.... A grey clouded sky is indeed a canopy between us and the sun; so is a green tree, if it comes to that. But the grey umbrellas differ as much as the green in their style and shape, in their tint and tilt. One day may be grey like steel, and another grey like dove’s plumage. One may seem grey like the deathly frost, and another grey like the smoke of substantial kitchens.