Surely the only sound foundation for a civilization is a sound state of mind.
There is much good luck in the world, but it is luck. We are none of us safe. We are children, playing or quarrelling on the line.
The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.
The main facts in human life are five: birth, food, sleep, love and death.
The more highly public life is organized the lower does its morality sink.
The historian must have some conception of how men who are not historians behave. Otherwise he will move in a world of the dead. He can only gain that conception through personal experience, and he can only use his personal experiences when he is a genius.
The four characteristics of humanism are curiosity, a free mind, belief in good taste, and belief in the human race.
The final test for a novel will be our affection for it, as it is the test of our friends, and of anything else which we cannot define.
Oxford is Oxford: not a mere receptacle for youth, like Cambridge. Perhaps it wants its inmates to love it rather than to love one another.
The English countryside, its growth and its destruction, is a genuine and tragic theme.
Spoon feeding in the long run teaches us nothing but the shape of the spoon.
The only books that influence us are those for which we are ready, and which have gone a little farther down our particular path than we have yet got ourselves.
So, two cheers for Democracy: one because it admits variety and two because it permits criticism.
Reverence is fatal to literature.
Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown. Through them we pass out into adventure and sunshine, to them, alas! we return.