noise is a pollution.

Reason is a poor hand at prophecies.

One need not write in a diary what one is to remember for ever.

[On an anarchist acquaintance:] Everything in appearance the most alarmist aunt could wish.

Wealth, if not a mere flash in the pan, compels the wealthy to become wealthier.

We are also rather concerned about our moorhen who went mad while we were in Italy and began to build a nest in a tree. ... she walks about in the tree, looking as uneasy yet persevering as a district visitor in a brothel.

when the German propaganda tries to be winsome it is like a clown with homicidal mania - ludicrous and terrifying both at once.