In the last analysis civilization itself is measured by the way in which children will live and what chance they will have in the world

The art of writing is the art of applying the seat of the pants to the seat of the chair.

English audiences of working people are like an instrument that responds to the player. Thought ripples up and down them, and if in some heart the speaker strikes a dissonance there is a swift answer. Always the voice speaks from gallery or pit, the terrible voice which detaches itself in every English crowd, full of caustic wit, full of irony or, maybe, approval.

In the last analysis civilization itself is measured by the way in which children will live and what chance they will have in the world

... no one knows anything about a strike until he has seen it break down into its component parts of human beings.

Gathering news in Russia was like mining coal with a hat pin.

When a new idea assaults the power of established authority, authority always screams out that morality has been affronted. It makes no difference if this idea is that the world is round or that women should vote or that the workers should control industry.