They all dreamt of each other that night, as was natural, considering how thin the partitions were between them, and how strangely they had been lifted off the earth to sit next each other in mid-ocean, and see every detail of each others' faces, and hear whatever they chanced to say.

. . . to walk alone in London is the greatest rest.

I grow numb; I grow stiff. How shall I break up this numbness which discredits my sympathetic heart?

To make ideas effective, we must be able to fire them off. We must put them into action.

Facts must be manipulated; some must be brightened; others shaded; yet, in the process, they must never lose their integrity.

The taste for books was an early one. As a child he was sometimes found at midnight by a page still reading. They took his taper away, and he bred glow-worms to serve his purpose. They took the glow-worms away and he almost burnt the house down with a tinder.

Nothing, however, can be more arrogant, though nothing is commoner than to assume that of Gods there is only one, and of religions none but the speaker’s.