People who teach you cram old ideas, old views, old ways, into you. Like covering plants with layer after layer of old earth; it's no wonder the poor things so rarely come up fresh and green.

Content is a word unknown to life; it is also a word unknown to man.

That was the tragedy. Not that one man had the courage to be evil. But that millions had not the courage to be good.

I mean I never feel I feel what I ought to feel.

The price of tapping water into every house is that no one values water any more.

That's the trouble with provincial life. Everyone knows everyone and there is no mystery. No romance.

Our knowledge of what the richer than ourselves possess, and the poor do not, has never been more widespread. Therefore, envy, which is wanting what others have, and jealousy, which is not wanting others to have what one has, have never been more widespread.