One of the delights known to age, and beyond the grasp of youth, is that of 'not going'!
The most lasting reputation I have is for an almost ferocious aggressiveness, when in fact I am amiable, indulgent, affectionate, shy and rather timid at heart.
Accidents, try to change them - it's impossible. The accidental reveals man.
We should like to have some towering geniuses, to reveal us to ourselves in colour and fire, but of course they would have to fit into the pattern of our society and be able to take orders from sound administrative types.
In plain words: now that Britain has told the world that she has the H-Bomb she should announce as early as possible that she has done with it, that she proposes to reject in all circumstances nuclear warfare.
Britain, which in the years immediately before this war was rapidly losing such democratic virtues as it possessed, is now being bombed and burned into democracy.
Public opinion polls are rather like children in a garden, digging things up all the time to see how they're growing.
Living in an age of advertisement, we are perpetually disillusioned. The perfect life is spread before us every day, but it changes and withers at a touch.
Our trouble is that we drink too much tea. I see in this the slow revenge of the Orient, which has diverted the Yellow River down our throats.
The more we elaborate our means of communication, the less we communicate.
The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of a world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?
She was a handsome woman of forty-five and would remain so for many years.
The greatest writers of this age... are aware of the mystery of our existence.
If you are a genius, you'll make your own rules, but if not - and the odds are against it - go to your desk no matter what your mood, face the icy challenge of the paper - write.
I never read the life of any important person without discovering that he knew more and could do more than I could ever hope to know or do in half a dozen lifetimes.
I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.
There was no respect for youth when I was young, and now that I am old, there is no respect for age, I missed it coming and going.
The greater part of critics are parasites, who, if nothing had been written, would find nothing to write.
Western man is schizophrenic.
Many a man is praised for his reserve and so-called shyness when he is simply too proud to risk making a fool of himself.
