Cricket more than any other game is inclined towards sentimentalism and cant.

A snick by Jack Hobbs is a sort of disturbance of a cosmic orderliness.

The umpire... is like the geyser in the bathroom; we cannot do without it, yet we notice it only when it is out of order.

In cricket, as in no other game, a great master may well go back to the pavilion scoreless.... In no other game does the law of averages get to work so potently, so mysteriously.

The elements are cricket's presiding geniuses.

Such reproductions may not interest the reader; but after all, this is my autobiography, not his; he is under no obligation to read further in it; he was under none to begin. A modest or inhibited autobiography is written without entertainment to the writer and read with distrust by the reader.

A true batsman should in most of his strokes tell the truth about himself.