The main vice of capitalism is the uneven distribution of prosperity. The main vice of socialism is the even distribution of misery.

There is more blood than paint upon these hands. All those thousands of men killed. We thought it would be a little job, and so it might have been if it had begun in the right way.

At the depths of that dusty soul there is nothing but abject surrender.

I thought of a remark . . . that the United States is like a 'gigantic boiler. Once the fire is lighted under it there is no limit to the power it can generate.' Being saturated and satiated with emotion and sensation, I went to bed and slept the sleep of the saved and thankful.

If you cannot read all your books...fondle them---peer into them, let them fall open where they will, read from the first sentence that arrests the eye, set them back on the shelves with your own hands, arrange them on your own plan so that you at least know where they are. Let them be your friends; let them, at any rate, be your acquaintances.

I feel like an aeroplane at the end of its flight, in the dusk, with the petrol running out, in search of a safe landing.

In Success you deserve it and in defeat, you need it.