the law, like art, is always vainly racing to catch up with experience.

I have no faith in the sense of comforting beliefs which persuade me that all my troubles are blessings in disguise.

She did not suddenly start being disagreeable this afternoon, she was so good at it, she had evidently practised whatever are the scales and arpeggios of rudeness every day of her life.

I cannot think that espionage can be recommended as a technique for building an impressive civilization. It's a lout's game.

domestic work is the most elementary form of labor. It is suitable for those with the intelligence of rabbits. All it requires is cleanlines, tidiness and quickness - not moral or intellectual qualities at all, but merely the outward and visible signs of health.

Existence in itself, taken at its least miraculous, is a miracle.

Birds sat on the telegraph wires that spanned the river as the black notes sit on a staff of music.