Yes,” said Mamma, “this is the worst of life, that love does not give us common sense but is a sure way of losing it. We love people, and we say that we are going to do more for them than friendship, but it makes such fools of us that we do far less, indeed sometimes what we do could be mistaken for the work of hatred.

Human beings are mercifully so constituted as to be able to conceal from themselves what they intend to do until they are well into the doing of it.

Because hypocrisy stinks in the nostrils one is likely to rate it as a more powerful agent for destruction than it is.

If the poor ever feel poor as the rich do, we will have a most bloody revolution.

It isn't only living people who die, it is great stretches of living, which can die even when the people who lived there still exist.

It would be no loss to the world if most of the writers now writing had been strangled at birth.

To make laws is a human instinct that arises as soon as food and shelter have been ensured, among all peoples, everywhere.