George Bernard Shaw

He who has never hoped can never despair.

I often quote myself. It adds spice to my conversation.

Democracy substitutes election by the incompetent many for appointment by the corrupt few.

I’m not a teacher: only a fellow-traveler of whom you asked the way. I pointed ahead – ahead of myself as well as you.

Physically there is nothing to distinguish human society from the farm-yard except that children are more troublesome and costly than chickens and calves and that men and women are not so completely enslaved as farm stock.

Men have to do some awfully mean things to keep up their respectability.

He that reads and grows no wiser seldom suspects his own deficiency, but complains of hard words and obscure sentences, and asks why books are written which cannot be understood.

City life is millions of people being lonesome together.

Never pick a fight with people who buy ink by the barrel.

I always forgive others. The anger; sadness; frustration; pain, whatever feelings I felt, no matter the hurt; the tears, I always found understanding and reason to forgive them; to not hold onto it; to not resent them. But there is one, who I never seem to be able to give absolution, and that’s myself.

Culture is one thing and varnish is another.

The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.

I do not know how to distinguish between our waking life and a dream. Are we not always living the life that we imagine we are?

It’s not the adversity, but how you face it.

That which builds is better than that which is built.

The hues of the opal, the light of the diamond, are not to be seen if the eye is too near.

People wish to be settled. It is only as far as they are unsettled that there is any hope for them.

The more I see the less I know for sure.

The longer we live the more we think and the higher the value we put on friendship and tenderness towards parents and friends.

Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.

Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are.