Men prominent in life are mostly hard to converse with. They lack small-talk, and at the same time one doesn't like to confront them with their own great themes.

The delicate balance between modesty and conceit is popularity.

The critic who justly admires all kinds of things simultaneously cannot love any one of them.

Undergraduates owe their happiness chiefly to the consciousness that they are no longer at school. The nonsense which was knocked out of them at school is all put gently back at Oxford or Cambridge.

No fine work can be done without concentration and self-sacrifice and toil and doubt.

It seems to be a law of nature that no man, unless he has some obvious physical deformity, ever is loth to sit for his portrait.

Golf: The most ... perfect expression of National Stupidity.