He sighed and looked about him. 'This is no world for men,' he said. 'And yet in a way...it appeals. - H. G. Wells

Since the passing of Victoria the Great there had been an accumulating uneasiness in the national life. It was as if some compact and dignified paper-weight had been lifted from people's ideas, and as if at once they had begun to blow about anyhow.

...the voice was indisputable. It continued to swear with that breadth and variety that distinguishes the swearing of a cultivated man.

The crisis of yesterday is the joke of to-morrow.