I do not propose to add anything to what has already been written concerning the loss of the "Lady Vain."

One of the darkest evils of our world is surely the unteachable wildness of the Good.

Man is the unnatural animal, the rebel child of nature, and more and more does he turn himself against the harsh and fitful hand that reared him.

Nothing leads so straight to futility as literary ambitions without systematic knowledge.

Lies are the mortar that binds the savage individual man into the social masonry.

Endless conflicts. Endless misunderstanding. All life is that. Great and little cannot understand one another.

If we do not end war - war will end us. Everybody says that, millions of people believe it, and nobody does anything.