Other nations use “force”; we Britons alone use “might.”

Africa has her mysteries, and even a wise man cannot understand them. But a wise man respects them.

Children are all foreigners. We treat them as such.

Strangers are an endangered species.

Intolerance is evidence of impotence.

“Abroad,” that large home of ruined reputations.

There is no foreign land; it is the traveler only that is foreign.

There are chance meetings with strangers that interest us from the first moment, before a word is spoken.

Nationalism is an infantile disease, the measles of mankind.

Patriotism is an ephemeral motive that scarcely ever outlasts the particular threat to society that aroused it.

Of troubles none is greater than to be robbed of one’s native land.

The almost insoluble task is to let neither the power of others, nor our own powerlessness, stupefy us.

Do not do unto others as you would that they should do unto you. Their tastes may not be the same.