Best 16 quotes of Eden Phillpotts on MyQuotes

A happy marriage is still the greatest treasure within the gift of fortune.

As for the largest-hearted of us, what is the word we write most often in our cheque-books? "Self.

Beer drinking doesn't do half the harm of lovemaking.

Faith is a permanent and vital endowment of the human mind-a part of reason itself. The insane alone are without it.

I used to hurt so badly that I'd ask God why, what have I done to deserve any of this? I feel now He was preparing me for this, for the future. That's the way I see it.

No mean woman can cook well. It calls for a generous spirit, a light hand, and a large heart.

The biggest fool may come out with a bit of sense when you least expect it.

Those who seek to impress upon us that they are gentlemen will usually be found mistaken.

We are often jealous of our little secrets, though to another ear they generally convey neither profit nor entertainment.

Who said it first? We don't know, but very often we find the same ideas attributed to two different people. All we can do is give you both. . . . The universe is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.

A Socialist State demands precisely the same human symbols as that of Fascist or Nazi, and the same surrender of human liberties if it is to succeed.

If it were but known that the combined might of the world was against aggression, the war-minded could only seek his salvation in peace, perceiving that further ostentatious preparations for war were idle.

Nine-nine of every hundred among you probably desire peace, while the balance may hold war a condition to be preferred; but what can be the mental norm of statesmanship where such a minority conquer the peace-lovers?

To make the State your god is to worship an idol, for the State is a man-made creation arising naturally out of tribal communion; but the soul, if such there be, is a god-made miracle and above all national or patriotic standards – the supreme and eternal reality.

Why are you all wasting human labour and the world’s wealth in building machinery to commit mass murder – creatures that for half a million years and more have been endowed with reason – conscious beings who discovered a better way long centuries ago?

You are but a tiny cluster upon the vines of heaven, where the grapes are worlds; yet you hold the power to ripen your bitter berries and add to the eternal vintage of cosmic sweetness if so you will.