As the journalists of the time phased it, this was the epoch of the Leap into the Air. The new atomic aeroplane became indeed a mania; everyone of means was frantic to possess a thing so controllable, so secure and so free from the dust and danger of the road, and in France in the year 1943 thirty thousand of these new aeroplanes were manufactured and licensed, and soared humming softly into the sky.

Good books are the warehouses of ideas.

The new century will see changes that will dwarf those of the last.

Anthropology has been compared to a great region, marked out indeed as within the sphere of influence of science, but unsettled and for the most part unsubdued. Like all such hinterland sciences, it is a happy hunting-ground for adventurers.

This is the end and the beginning of an age. This is something far greater than the French Revolution or the Reformation and we live in it.

For all my desire to be interesting, I have to confess that for most things and people I don't give a damn.

It's no use locking the door after the steed is stolen.