Borrowed Illusions Are Better Than None.

Apart From Letters, It Is The Vulgar Custom Of The Moment To Deride The Thinkers Of The Victorian And Edwardian Eras; Yet There Has Not Been, In All History, Another Agewhen So Much Sheer Mental Energy Was Directed Toward Creating A Fairer Social Order.

Conscience Represents A Fetich To Which Good People Sacrifice Their Own Happiness, Bad People Their Neighbors'.

I Hated The Things They Believe In, The Things They So Innocently And Charmingly Pretended. I Hated The Sanctimonious Piety That Let People Hurt Helpless Creatures. I Hated The Prayers And The Hymns - The Fountains And The Red Images That Coloured Their Drab Music, The Fountains Filled With Blood, The Sacrifice Of The Lamb.

Nothingis So Ungrateful As A Rising Generation; Yet, If There Is Any Faintest Glimmer Of Light Ahead Of Us In The Present, Itwas Kindled By The Intellectual Fires That Burned Long Before Us.

What A Man Marries For's Hard To Tell ... An' What A Woman Marries For's Past Findin' Out.