There was something alike terrifying and piteous in the spectacle of these frail old morsels of humanity consecrating their last flickering energies to the task of making each other wretched. Hatred seemed to be the one faculty which had survived in undiminished vigor where all else was dropping into ordered and symmetrical decay.
Hector Hugh MunroNo one can be an unbeliever nowadays. The Christian apologists have left one nothing to disbelieve.
Hector Hugh MunroLife is full of its disappointments, and I suppose the art of being happy is to disguise them as illusions.
Hector Hugh MunroIt 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.
Hector Hugh Munro