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.

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.

There are moments when Nature reveals the passion hidden beneath the careless calm of her ordinary moods-violent spring flashing white on almond-blossom through the purple clouds; a snowy, moonlit peak, with its single star, soaring up to the passionate blue; or against the flames of sunset, an old yew-tree standing dark guardian of some fiery secret.

I think the greatest thing in the world is to believe in people.

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

From behind a wooden crate we saw a long black-muzzled nose poking round at us. We took him out-soft, wobbly, tearful; set him down on his four, as yet not quite simultaneous legs, and regarded him. He wandered a little round our legs, neither wagging his tail nor licking at our hands; then he looked up, and my companion said: "He's an angel!"

Memory heaps dead leaves on corpse-like deeds, from under which they do but vaguely offend the sense.