It may be that all games are silly. But then, so are humans.

This is woman's great benevolence, that she will become a martyr for beauty, so that the world may have pleasure.

W. B. Yeats has created, if not a new world, a new star. He is not a reporter of life as it is, to the extent that Shakespeare or Browning is. One is not quite certain that his kingdom is of the green earth. He is like a man who has seen the earth not directly but in a crystal.

Most human beings are quite likable if you don't see too much of them.

The belief in the possibility of a short decisive war appears to be one of the most ancient and dangerous of human illusions.

Dostoevsky's visible world was a world of sensationalism. He may in the last analysis be a great mystic or a great psychologist; but he almost always reveals his genius on a stage crowded with people who behave like the men and women one reads about in the police news.

A cat is only technically an animal, being divine.