George Bernard Shaw

I enjoy convalescence. It is the part that makes the illness worth while.

I want to be all used up when I die.

Life at its noblest leaves mere happiness far behind; and indeed cannot endure it. Happiness is not the object of life: life has no object: it is an end in itself; and courage consists in the readiness to sacrifice happiness for an intenser quality of life.

A perpetual holiday is a good working definition of hell.

The American Constitution, one of the few modern political documents drawn up by men who were forced by the sternest circumstances to think out what they really had to face, instead of chopping logic in a university classroom.

All great truths begin as blasphemies.

Everything that enlarges the sphere of human powers, that shows man he can do what he thought he could not do, is valuable.

The most beautiful woman is the one who is never divulging, she knows what she is and everything else is worth her.

Every man will be a poet if he can; otherwise a philosopher or man of science. This proves the superiority of the poet.

Your dreams may have shattered, but that doesn’t mean they are over. They can still be turned into a mosaic of success.

The ear is the avenue to the heart.

The public is the only critic whose opinion is worth anything at all.

Society always consists in the greatest part, of young and foolish persons.

It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog.

Studies serve for delight, for ornaments, and for ability.

Every violation of truth is not only a sort of suicide in the liar, but is a stab at the health of human society.

Our moments of inspiration are not lost though we have no particular poem to show for them; for those experiences have left an indelible impression, and we are ever and anon reminded of them.

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in rising up every time we fail.

He was a great patriot, a humanitarian, a loyal friend; provided, of course, he really is dead.

Great abilities are not requisite for an Historian; for in historical composition, all the greatest powers of the human mind are quiescent. He has facts ready to his hand; so there is no exercise of invention. Imagination is not required in any degree; only about as much as is used in the lowest kinds of poetry. Some penetration, accuracy, and coloring, will fit a man for the task, if he can give the application which is necessary.