English essayist, poet, and author
1862 - 1925
One's mind has a way of making itself up in the background, and it suddenly becomes clear what one means to do.
I am sure it is one's duty as a teacher to try to show boys that no opinions, no tastes, no emotions are worth much unless they are one's own. I suffered acutely as a boy from the lack of being shown this.
As I make my slow pilgrimage through the world, a certain sense of beautiful mystery seems to gather and grow.
People seldom refuse help, if one offers it in the right way.
All the best stories are but one story in reality--the story of escape. It is the only thing which interests us all and at all times, how to escape.