"what Would You Call The Highest Happiness,

It's A Great Life, If You Don't Weaken.

I Wondered Whether The Scientific Modern Brain Could Not Get To The Stage Of Realising That Space Is Not An Empty Homogeneous Medium, But Full Of Intricate Differences, Intelligible And Real, Though Not With Our Common Reality.

London Is Like The Tropical Bush -- If You Don't Exercise Constant Care The Jungle, In The Shape Of The Slums, Will Break In.

I Was A Peaceful Sedentary Man, A Lover Of A Quiet Life, With No Appetite For Perils And Commotions. But I Was Beginning To Realise That I Was Very Obstinate.

Civilisation Is A Conspiracy.