War is a curtain of dense black fabric across all the hopes and kindliness of mankind. Yet always it has let through some gleams of light, and not--I am not dreaming--it grows threadbare, and here and there and at a thousand points the light is breaking through.

The army ages men sooner than the law and philosophy; it exposes them more freely to germs, which undermine and destroy, and it shelters them more completely from thought, which stimulates and preserves.

We were making the future and hardly any of us troubled to think what future we were making. And here it is!

There is space in its philosophy for everyone which is one reason why India is a home to every single religion in the world.

Science has toiled too long forging weapons for fools to use. It is time she held her hand.

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

The future is the shape of things to come.