All men have an instinct for conflict: at least, all healthy men.
– Hilaire Belloc
Be at the pains of putting down every single item of expenditure whatsoever every day which could possibly be twisted into a professional expense and remember to lump in all the doubtfulls.
– Hilaire Belloc
Be content to remember that those who can make omelettes properly can do nothing else.
– Hilaire Belloc
Child! Do not throw this book about; refrain from the unholy pleasure of cutting all the pictures out.
– Hilaire Belloc
From quiet homes and first beginning,Out to the undiscovered ends,There's nothing worth the wear of winning,But laughter and the love of friends.
– Hilaire Belloc
I am writing a book about the Crusades so dull that I can scarcely write it.
– Hilaire Belloc
I said to Heart, 'How goes it?' Heart replied: 'Right as a Ribstone Pippin!'
– Hilaire Belloc
I shoot the Hippopotamus with bullets made of platinum, because if I use the leaden one his hide is sure to flatten em.
– Hilaire Belloc
I'm tired of love; I'm still more tired of rhyme; but money gives me pleasure all the time.
– Hilaire Belloc
It is sometimes necessary to lie damnably in the interests of the nation.
– Hilaire Belloc
Just as there is nothing between the admirable omelet and the intolerable, so with autobiography.
– Hilaire Belloc
Loss and possession, death and life are one, There falls no shadow where there shines no sun.
– Hilaire Belloc
Oh! let us never, never doubt what nobody is sure about!
– Hilaire Belloc
Pale Ebenezer thought it wrong to fight, but Roaring Bill (who killed him) thought it right.
– Hilaire Belloc
The accursed power which stands on Privilege (And goes with Women, and Champagne, and Bridge) Broke - and Democracy resumed her reign: (Which goes with Bridge, and Women and Champagne).
– Hilaire Belloc
The grace of God is courtesy.
– Hilaire Belloc
The Llama is a woolly sort of fleecy hairy goat, with an indolent expression and an undulating throat; like an unsuccessful literary man.
– Hilaire Belloc
The moment a man talks to his fellows he begins to lie.
– Hilaire Belloc
When friendship disappears then there is a space left open to that awful loneliness of the outside world which is like the cold space between the planets. It is an air in which men perish utterly.
– Hilaire Belloc
When I am dead, I hope it is said, 'His sins were scarlet, but his books were read'.
– Hilaire Belloc
Is there no Latin word for Tea? Upon my soul, if I had known that I would have let the vulgar stuff alone.
– Hilaire Belloc
I have wandered all my life, and I have also traveled the difference between the two being this, that we wander for distraction, but we travel for fulfillment.