The Englishmen Is At His Best On

We Must Not Stay As We Are, Doing Always What Was Done Last Time, Or We Shall Stick In The Mud. Yet Neither Must We Undertake A New World As Catastrophic Utopians, And Wreck Our Civilization In Our Hurry To Mend It.

I Have Found, After A Good Deal Of Consideration, That The Best Place To Seek God Is In A Garden. You Can Dig For Him Here.

Dogmatic Toleration Is Nonsense: I Would No More Tolerate The Teaching Of Calvinism To Children If I Had Power To Persecute It Than The British Raj Tolerated Suttee In India. Every Civilized Authority Must Draw A Line Between The Tolerable And The Intolerable.

The Body Was The Slave Of The Vortex; But The Slave Has Become The Master; And We Must Free Ourselves From That Tyranny. It Is This Stuff [ Indicating Her Body ], This Flesh And Blood And Bone And All The Rest Of It, That Is Intolerable. Even Prehistoric Man Dreamed Of What He Called An Astral Body, And Asked Who Would Deliver Him From The Body Of This Death.

Beauty Is All Very Well At First Sight; But Who Ever Looks At It When It Has Been In The House Three Days?