Some writers confuse authenticity, which they ought always to aim at, with originality, which they should never bother about.

August for the people and their favourite islands. Daily the steamers sidle up to meet The effusive welcome of the pier.

I know nothing, except what everyone knows - if there when Grace dances, I should dance.

Time will say nothing but I told you so.

A vice in common can be the ground of a friendship but not a virtue in common. X and Y may be friends because they are both drunkards or womanizers but, if they are both sober and chaste, they are friends for some other reason.

A poet feels the impulse to create a work of art when the passive awe provoked by an event is transformed into a desire to express that awe in a rite of worship.

Moreover, if great men are the only hope of the Evolutionary Process, they are morally bound to rule over the masses for their own good -- we are all here on earth to help others: what on earth the others are here for, I don't know -- and the masses have no right whatsoever to resist them.