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.

Most magazines have that look of being predestined to be left which one sees on the faces of the women whose troubles bring them to the Law Courts.

If I do not do sensible things about investments I shall spend my old age in a workhouse, where nobody will understand my jokes.

Nobody likes having salt rubbed into their wounds, even if it is the salt of the earth.

The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be only the beginning.

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

A strong hatred is the best lamp to bear in our hands as we go over the dark places of life, cutting away the dead things men tell us to revere.