The whole speculation about morality is an effort to find a way of living which men who live it will instinctively feel is good.

Once you touch the biographies of human beings, the notion that political beliefs are logically determined collapses like a pricked balloon.

Lovers who have nothing to do but love each other are not really to be envied; love and nothing else very soon is nothing else.

The final test of a leader is that he leaves behind him in other men the conviction and the will to carry on.

Even God has been defended with nonsense.

Modern men are afraid of the past. It is a record of human achievement, but its other face is human defeat.

Inevitably our opinions cover a bigger space, a longer reach of time, a greater number of things, than we can directly observe. They have, therefore, to be pieced together out of what others have reported and what we can imagine.