Children are given us to discourage our better emotions.

There are certain fixed rules that one observes for one's own comfort. For instance, never be flippantly rude to any inoffensive grey-bearded stranger that you may meet in pine forests or hotel smoking-rooms on the Continent. It always turns out to be the King of Sweden.

It was one thing to go to the end of the world; it was quite another thing to make oneself at home there. Even respectability seemed to lose some of its virtue when one practiced it in a tent.

And the vagueness of his alarm added to its terrors; when once you have taken the Impossible into your calculations its possibilities become practically limitless.

People may say what they like about the decay of Christianity the religious system that produced green Chartreuse can never really die.

The cat is domestic only as far as suits its own ends.

He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed.