I can't help feeling wary when I hear anything said about the masses. First you take their faces from 'em by calling 'em the masses and then you accuse 'em of not having any faces.

In plain words: now that Britain has told the world that she has the H-Bomb she should announce as early as possible that she has done with it, that she proposes to reject in all circumstances nuclear warfare.

To put failure behind you, face up to it.

Living in an age of advertisement, we are perpetually disillusioned.

We should like to have some towering geniuses, to reveal us to ourselves in colour and fire, but of course they would have to fit into the pattern of our society and be able to take orders from sound administrative types.

I fancy that the Hell of Too Many People would occupy a respectable place in the hierarchy of infernal regions.

If we openly declare what is wrong with us, what is our deepest need, then perhaps the death and despair will by degrees disappear.