Beneath the surface of our daily life, in the personal history of many of us, there runs a continuous controversy between an Ego that affirms and an Ego that denies.

Religion is love; in no case is it logic.

Nature still obstinately refuses to co-operate by making the rich people innately superior to the poor people.

the possession of wealth, and especially the inheritance of wealth, seems almost invariably to sterilize genius.

Work is the best of narcotics, providing the patient be strong enough to take it. I dread idleness as if it were Hell.

All along the line, physically, mentally, morally, alcohol is a weakening and deadening force.

Renunciation - that is the great fact we all, individuals and classes, have to learn. In trying to avoid it we bring misery to ourselves and others.

At present I feel like a caged animal, bound up by the luxury, comfort and respectability of my position. I can't get the training that I want without neglecting my duty.

That part of the Englishman's nature which has found gratification in religion is now drifting into political life.

Are all Cabinets congeries of little autocrats with a super-autocrat presiding over them?

Harris had the egotistical dogmatism of the self-made man who had painfully educated himself without contact with superior brains.

Research has shown that even small amounts of processed food alter the chemical balance in our brain and cause negative mood swings along with noticeable dips ill energy.

Some of us are becoming the men we wanted to marry.

I can always tell how stupid someone is by how certain they are about what they're saying.

A religion that never suffices to govern a man will never suffice to save him; that which does not sufficiently distinguish one from a wicked world will never distinguish him from a perishing world.

For my part, if I had the power I would insist on all oratorios being sung in the costume of the period - with a possible exception in the case of the Creation.

Following the herd is fine, until they all run off the side of a cliff together.

I never look for a photograph. The photograph finds me and says, I'm here! and I say, Yes, I see you. I hear you.

To be political actually means to care about your community.

Take it and return it: the kiss of love.

Some write a narrative of wars and feats, Of heroes little known, and call the rant A history.