George Bernard Shaw

: The voice in the garden is your own voice.

: It is; and it is not. It is something greater than me: I am only a part of it.

: The Voice does not tell me not to kill you. Yet I do not want you to die before me. No voice is needed to make me feel that.

[throwing his arm round her shoulder with an expression of anguish]: Oh no: that is plain without any voice. There is something that holds us together, something that has no word —

: Love. Love. Love.

: That is too short a word for so long a thing.

Imagination is the beginning of creation. You imagine what you desire; you will what you imagine; and at last you create what you will.

I hear you say "Why?" Always "Why?" You see things; and you say "Why?" But I dream things that never were; and I say "Why not?"

The worst cliques are those which consist of one man.

Everything happens to everybody sooner or later if there is time enough.

I am very subtle; but Man is deeper in his thought than I am. The woman knows that there is no such thing as nothing: the man knows that there is no such day as tomorrow. I do well to worship them.

People will have their miracles, their stories, their heroes and heroines and saints and martyrs and divinities to exercise their gifts of affection, admiration, wonder, and worship, and their Judases and devils to enable them to be angry and yet feel that they do well to be angry. Every one of these legends is the common heritage of the human race; and there is only one inexorable condition attached to their healthy enjoyment, which is that no one shall believe them literally. The reading of stories and delighting in them made Don Quixote a gentleman: the believing them literally made him a madman who slew lambs instead of feeding them.

Make me a beautiful word for doing things tomorrow; for that surely is a great and blessed invention.

There are no secrets except the secrets that keep themselves.

God is on the side of the big battalions.

Political necessities sometimes turn out to be political mistakes.

Must then a Christ perish in torment in every age to save those that have no imagination?