If you loved someone, you loved him, and when you had nothing else to give, you still gave him love.

Nothing in the world is quite so irritating as dealing with mutinous children.

The choice for mankind lies between freedom and happiness and for the great bulk of mankind, happiness is better.

One can love a child, perhaps, more deeply than one can love another adult, but it is rash to assume that the child feels any love in return.

To an ordinary human being, love means nothing if it does not mean loving some people more than others.

The catholic and the communist are alike in assuming that an opponent cannot be both honest and intelligent.

No advance in wealth, no softening of manners, no reform or revolution has ever brought human equality a millimeter nearer.

War against a foreign country only happens when the moneyed classes think they are going to profit from it.

In our time political speech and writing are largely the defense of the indefensible.

The essential act of war is destruction, not necessarily of human lives, but of the products of human labor.

Not to expose your true feelings to an adult seems to be instinctive from the age of seven or eight onwards.

No one can look back on his school days and say with truth that they were altogether unhappy.