I must confess that my imagination refuses to see any sort of submarine doing anything but suffocating its crew and floundering at sea.

...instead of offering me a Garibaldi biscuit, she asked me with that faint lisp of hers, to 'have some squashed flies, George'.

Nothing could have been more obvious to the people of the early twentieth century than the rapidity with which war was becoming impossible. And as certainly they did not see it. They did not see it until the atomic bombs burst in their fumbling hands.

If only I had thought of a Kodak! I could have flashed that glimpse of the Under-world in a second, and examined it at leisure.

No passion in the world is equal to the passion to alter someone else's draft.

The crying sounded even louder out of doors. It was as if all the pain in the world had found a voice

... life falls into place only with God.