A turkey is more occult and awful than all the angels and archangels. In so far as God has partly revealed to us an angelic world, he has partly told us what an angel means. But God has never told us what a turkey means. And if you go and stare at a live turkey for an hour or two, you will find by the end of it that the enigma has rather increased than diminished.

The poetry of art is in beholding the single tower; the poetry of nature in seeing the single tree; the poetry of love in following the single woman; the poetry of religion in worshipping the single star.

In the modern conflict between the Smile and the Laugh, I am all in favor of laughing. The recent stage of culture and criticism might very well be summed up as the men who smile criticizing the men who laugh.

Ritual will always mean throwing away something: destroying our corn or wine upon the altar of our gods.

Man is not merely an evolution but rather a revolution.

Every man speaks of public opinion, and means by public opinion, public opinion minus his opinion.

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.