What a grand, higgledy-piggledy, sensible old place Norwich is!

There was no respect for youth when I was young, and now that I am old, there is no respect for age, I missed it coming and going.

We don't live alone. We are members of one body. We are responsible for each other. And I tell you that the time will soon come when if men will not learn that lesson, then they will be taught it in fire and blood and anguish. Good night.

Childhood, catching our imagination when it is fresh and tender, never lets go of us.

Living in an age of advertisement, we are perpetually disillusioned. The perfect life is spread before us every day, but it changes and withers at a touch.

In spite of recent jazzed-up one-day matches, cricket to be fully appreciated demands leisure, some sunny warm days and an understanding of its finer points.

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