This siren, this goat-footed bard, this half human visitor to our age the hag-ridden and enchanted woods of Celtic antiquity. One catches in his company that flavour of final purposelessness, inner responsibility, existence outside or away from our Saxon good and evil, mixed with cunning, remorselessness, love of power.

If you owe your bank manager a thousand pounds, you are at his mercy. If you owe him a million pounds, he is at your mercy.

If you owe your bank a hundred pounds, you have a problem. But if you owe a million, it has.

The principle objectives in life are love, the creation and enjoyment if aesthetic experience, the pursuit of knowledge. Love comes a long way first.

When the capital development of a country becomes a by-product of the activities of a casino, the job is likely to be ill-done

The engine which drives enterprise is not thrift, but profit.

Conservatism leads nowhere; it satisfies no ideal.