All real democracy is an attempt like that of a jolly hostess to bring the shy people out.

To love means loving the unlovable. To forgive means pardoning the unpardonable. Faith means believing the unbelievable. Hope means hoping when everything seems hopeless.

For good or evil, a line has been passed in our political history; and something that we have known all our lives is dead. I will take only one example of it: our politicians can no longer be caricatured.

Puritanism was an honourable mood; it was a noble fad. In other words, it was a highly creditable mistake.

Modern broad-mindedness benefits the rich; and benefits nobody else.

And I will add this point of merely personal experience of humanity: when men have a real explanation they explain it, eagerly and copiously and in common speech, as Huxley freely gave it when he thought he had it. When they have no explanation to offer, they give short dignified replies, disdainful of the ignorance of the multitude.

It is true that I am of an older fashion; much that I love has been destroyed or sent into exile.