I am an ordinary sort of fellow, not braver than other people, but I hate to see a good man downed, and that long knife would not be the end of Scudder if I could play the game in his place.

I wondered whether the scientific modern brain could not get to the stage of realising that Space is not an empty homogeneous medium, but full of intricate differences, intelligible and real, though not with our common reality.

We can pay our debts to the past by putting the future in debt to ourselves.

I believe that all wisdom consists in caring immensely for a few right things, and not caring a straw about the rest.

Our sufferings have taught us that no nation is sufficient unto itself, and that our prosperity depends in the long run, not upon the failures of our neighbors but their successes.

Civilization is a conspiracy. Modern life is the silent compact of comfortable folk to keep up pretences.

Most true points are fine points. There never was a dispute between mortals where both sides hadn't a bit of right.