The truth is never pure and rarely simple.
We call ours a utilitarian age, and we do not know the uses of any single thing. We have forgotten that water can cleanse, that fire can purify, and that the Earth is mother to us all.
Those who try to lead the people can only do so by following the mob.
Only the great masters of style ever succeed in being obscure.
The sky was pure opal now.
As yet, Bernard Shaw hasn't become prominent enough to have any enemies, but none of his friends like him.