The last sin, the sin against the Holy Ghost - to lie to oneself. Lying to other people - that's a small thing in comparison.

I seldom meet actors, they are to me bright strange fishes swimming in an element alien to me; I feel that to meet them is to See Life.

Churches are wonderful and beautiful, and they are vehicles for religion, but no Church can have more than a very little of the truth.

The last sin, the sin against the Holy Ghost - to lie to oneself. Lying to other people - that's a small thing in comparison.

Nothing, perhaps, is strange, once you have accepted life itself, the great strange business which includes all lesser strangeness.

How agreeable to watch, from the other side of the high stile, this mighty creature, this fat bull of Bashan, snorting, champing, pawing the earth, lashing the tail, breathing defiance at heaven and at me ... his heart hot with hate, unable to climb a stile.

To lunch with the important ... that should be the daily goal of those for whom life is not a playground but a ladder.