As a teacher, as a propagandist, Mr. Shaw is no good at all, even in his own generation. But as a personality, he is immortal.

Humility is a virtue, and it is a virtue innate in guests.

Not philosophy, after all, not humanity, just sheer joyous power of song, is the primal thing in poetry.

A man's work is rather the needful supplement to himself than the outcome of it.

You cannot make a man by standing a sheep on its hind-legs. But by standing a flock of sheep in that position you can make a crowd of men.

Every one, even the richest and most munificent of men, pays much by cheque more light-heartedly than he pays little in specie.

When hospitality becomes an art it loses its very soul.