“If a man loves the labour of his trade, apart from any question of success or fame, the gods have called him.”

In marriage, a man becomes slack and selfish, and undergoes a fatty degeneration of his moral being.

You cannot run away from weakness; you must some time fight it out or perish; and if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?

The Devil, can sometimes do a very gentlemanly thing.

Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.

The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.

That man is a success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much.

To be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is the only end of life.

To become what we are capable of becoming is the only end in life.

Mankind was never so happily inspired as when it made a cathedral.

The price we have to pay for money is sometimes liberty.

The cruelest lies are often told in silence.

The correction of silence is what kills; when you know you have transgressed, and your friend says nothing, and avoids your eye.

Yet we make the same impression on Buddhists and vegetarians, for we feed on babies, though not our own.

I never weary of great churches. It is my favorite kind of mountain scenery.

I regard you with an indifference closely bordering on aversion.

Man is a creature who lives not upon bread alone, but primarily by catchwords.

I would address an affectionate exhortation to the youthful literati, grounded on my own experience. It will be but short; for the beginning, middle, and end converge to one charge: NEVER PURSUE LITERATURE AS A TRADE.

Glamour is what I sell, it’s my stock in trade.

Britain has always been at its most successful when it’s a trading nation.

We want a fully comprehensive trade deal that reflects our deep, ongoing relationship, the friendship between our two countries.