Popularity is the crown of laurel which the world puts on bad art. Whatever is popular is wrong.

The things one feels absolutely certain about are never true. That is the fatality of faith, and the lesson of romance.

The soul is a terrible reality. It can be bought and sold and bartered away.

There are three kinds of despots. There is the despot who tyrannizes over the body. There is the despot who tyrannizes over the soul. There is the despot who tyrannizes over the soul and body alike. The first is called the Prince. The second is called the Pope. The third is called the People.

In England people actually try to be brilliant at breakfast. That is so dreadful of them! Only dull people are brilliant at breakfast.

I never saw so many well-dressed, well-fed, business-looking Bohemians in my life.

If the Socialism is Authoritarian; if there are Governments armed with economic power as they are now with political power; if, in a word, we are to have Industrial Tyrannies, then the last state of man will be worse than the first.