"Humanity!" he thought. "As they were two, three, four thousand years ago, so today! To mould them, to drill them, to dominate them — it's all too si… - John Cowper Powys

He seemed to visualise humanity as a great, turbid stream of tumultuous waters, from the surface of which multitudinous faces, upheaved shoulders, outflung arms, all vaporous and dim, were tossed forth continually.

Damn these indecisions! This accursed difficulty of deciding, of deciding anything at all, seemed to have grown into an obsession with him. To have to decide...that was the worst misery on earth!

Ambition is the grand enemy of all peace.