I am still under the impression that there is nothing alive quite so beautiful as a thoroughbred horse.

We are all familiar with the argument: Make war dreadful enough, and there will be no war. And we none of us believe it.

Love! Beyond measure — beyond death — it nearly kills. But one wouldn't have been without it.

When Man evolved Pity, he did a queer thing - deprived himself of the power of living life as it is without wishing it to become something different.

The law is what it is-a majestic edifice, sheltering all of us, each stone of which rests on another.

Light-heartedness always made Soames suspicious - there was generally some reason for it.

See what perils do environ those who meddle with hot iron.