The day was so delightful that I wished one could live slowly as one can play music slowly.

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.

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

But there are other things than dissipation that thicken the features. Tears, for example.

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

What is art? It is not decoration. It is the re-living of experience.

I take it as a prime cause of the present confusion of society that it is too sickly and too doubtful to use pleasure frankly as a test of value.