George Bernard Shaw

Don’t order any black things. Rejoice in his memory; and be radiant: leave grief to the children. Wear violet and purple. Be patient with the poor people who will snivel: they don’t know; and they think they will live for ever, which makes death a division instead of a bond.

Morality is suspecting other people of not being legally married.

There are no secrets better kept than the secrets that everybody guesses.

Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.

It’s so hard to know what to do when one wishes earnestly to do right.

There is no subject on which more dangerous nonsense is talked and thought than marriage.

Bounty always receives part of its value from the manner in which it is bestowed.

You. Not wanting me. Was the beginning of me wanting myself. Thank you.

Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness.

We ascribe beauty to that which is simple; which has no superfluous parts; which exactly answers its end; which stands related to all things; which is the mean of many extremes.

Words are alive; cut them and they bleed.

Important encounters are planned by the souls long before the bodies see each other.

There are charms made only for distant admiration.

There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.

When will our consciences grow so tender that we will act to prevent human misery rather than avenge it?

The way by which you may get money almost without exception leads downward.

Nothing destroys authority more than the unequal and untimely interchange of power stretched too far and relaxed too much.

The reward of one’s duty is the power to fulfill another.

Man is the only creature who has a nasty mind.

I cannot see how a man of any large degree of humorous perception can ever be religious – except he purposely shut the eyes of his mind and keep them shut by force.

Is it not rather what we expect in men, that they should have numerous strands of experience lying side by side and never compare them with each other?