There is no logical reason why the camel of great art should pass through the needle of mob intelligence.

If ever peace is to be imposed on the world it will only be because a large number of men who could have taken part in the drill display by the Guards or Marines or at the Royal Tournament turn that strength and precision to the service of life.

Sex, which ought to be an incident of life, is the obsession of the well-fed world.

Charity is an ugly trick. It is a virtue grown by the rich on the graves of the poor. Unless it is accompanied by sincere revolt against the present social system, it is a cheap moral swagger. In former times it was used as fire insurance by the rich, but now that the fear of Hell has gone along with the rest of revealed religion, it is used either to gild mean lives with nobility or as a political instrument.

The trouble about man is twofold. He cannot learn truths which are too complicated; he forgets truths which are too simple.

Did St. Francis preach to the birds? Whatever for? If he really liked birds he would have done better to preach to the cats.

the reward for total abstinence from alcohol seems, illogically enough, to be the capacity for becoming intoxicated without it.