Yes, a war is inevitable. Firstly, there's you fellows who can't be trusted. And then there's the multitude who mean to have bathrooms and white enamel. Millions of them; all over the world. Not merel...
This was a war of attrition...A mug's game! A mug's game as far as killing men was concerned, but not an uninteresting occupation if you considered it as a struggle of various minds spread all over th...
This October like November, That August like a hundred thousand hours, And that September, A hundred thousand dragging sunlit days, And half October like a thousand years...
The gods to each ascribe a differing lot: Some enter at the portal. Some do not!
That he knew marked him off as belonging to the sentimental branch of humanity. He couldn't help it: Stoic or Epicurean: Caliph in the harem or Dervish desiccating in the sand: one or the other you mu...
Sylvia knew he was only now formulating his settled opinion so as not to have his active brain to give to the discussion.
Our Minister for Water-closets won’t keep two and a half million men in any base in order to get the votes of their women
Of course Christopher would cultivate an English accent: to show that he was an English country gentleman. And he would speak correctly – to show that an English Tory can do anything in the world if h...
Mrs. Vanderdecken,’ Sylvia went on, ‘says all men are repulsive and it’s woman’s disgusting task to live beside them.
Men, at any rate, never fulfilled expectations. They might, upon acquaintance, turn out more entertaining than they appeared; but almost always taking up with a man was like reading a book you had rea...
It was the mentality that obsessed him: the exact mind, the impatience of solecisms and facile generalizations!… A queer catalogue of the charms of one's lady love!… But he wanted to hear her say: Oh,...
It was as if a man should have jumped out of a frying pan into — a duckpond.
It is not merely that people must die and people must suffer, if not here, then there. But what is dreadful is that the world goes on and people go on being stupidly cruel - in the old ways and all th...
It enhanced his views of strictly respectable humanity. They blackmailed you with lamentable and pathetic tales and then did the dirty on you. He said
If for nine years I have possessed a goodly apple that is rotten at the core and discover its rottenness only in nine years and six months less four days, isn't it true to say that for nine years I po...
I like the slow, smooth roll of the great big trains—and they are the best trains in the world! I like being drawn through the green country and looking at it through the clear glass of the great wind...
I DON’T KNOW how it is best to put this thing down – whether it would be better to try and tell the story from the beginning, as if it were a story; or whether to tell it from this distance of time, a...
How was it possible that the most honourable man she knew should be so overwhelmed by foul and baseless rumours? It made you suspect that honour had, in itself, a quality of the evil eye . . .
Good God, what did they all see in him? for I swear there was all there was of him, inside and out; though they said he was a good soldier. Yet, Leonora adored him with a passion that was like an agon...
هؤلاء نساء فلاندرزينتظرن الضّائعين،ينتظرنَ الضّائعين الذين أبداً لنْ يُغادروا الميناء،ينتظرن الضّائعين الّذين أبداً لن يجيء بهم القطارإلى أحضان هؤلاء النّسوة، ذوات الوجوه الميتة،ينتظرن الضّائعين الّذي...