The Golden Rule Is That There Are

I Find It Easy To Forgive The Man Who Invented A Devilish Instrument Like Dynamite, But How Can One Ever Forgive The Diabolical Mind That Invented The Nobel Prize In Literature?

Hatred Is The Coward's Revenge For Being Intimidated.

In Your Salvation Shelter I Saw Poverty, Misery, Cold And Hunger. You Gave Them Bread And Treacle And Dreams Of Heaven. I Give From Thirty Shillings A Week To Twelve Thousand A Year. They Find Their Own Dreams; But I Look After The Drainage.

It Is Doubtless Wise, When A Reform Is Introduced, To Try To Persuade The British Public That It Is Not A Reform At All; But Appearances Must Be Kept Up To Some Extent At Least.

Our Necessities Are Few, But Our Wants Are Endless.