That great Cathedral space which was childhood. |
The beauty of the world has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. |
The connection between dress and war is not far to seek; your finest clothes are those you wear as soldiers. |
The critic of the opposite sex will be genuinely puzzled and surprised by an attempt to alter the current scale of values, and will see in it not merely a difference of view, but a view that is weak, or trivial, or sentimental, because it differs from their own. |
The current flows fast and furious. It issues in a spate of words from the loudspeakers and the politicians. Every day they tell us that we are a free people fighting to defend freedom. That is the current that has whirled the young airman up into the sky and keeps him circulating there among the clouds. Down here, with a roof to cover us and a gas mask handy, it is our business to puncture gas bags and discover the seeds of truth. |
The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages. |
The first duty of a lecturer - to hand you after an hour's discourse a nugget of pure truth to wrap up between the pages of your notebooks and keep on the mantelpiece forever |
The history of men's opposition to women's emancipation is more interesting perhaps than the story of that emancipation itself |
The interest in life does not lie in what people do, nor even in their relations to each other, but largely in the power to communicate with a third party, antagonistic, enigmatic, yet perhaps persuadable, which one may call life in general. |
The older one grows, the more one likes indecency. |
The poet gives us his essence, but prose takes the mold of the body and mind. |
The profound difference that divides the human race is a question of bait - whether to fish with worms or not |
The truth is, I often like women. I like their unconventionality. I like their completeness. I like their anonymity. |
The word-coining genius, as if thought plunged into a sea of words and came up dripping. |
There can be no two opinions as to what a highbrow is. He is the man or woman of thoroughbred intelligence who rides his mind at a gallop across country in pursuit of an idea. |