White Lodge Quotes & Sayings

You English," said Steenhold.

"You Americans," said Rud.

"When you aren't as fresh as paint," he said, "you Americans are as stale as old cabbage leaves. I'm amazed at your Labour leaders, at the sort of things you can still take seriously as Presidential Candidates. These leonine reverberators tossing their manes back in order to keep their eyes on the White House -- they belong to the Pleistocene. We dropped that sort of head in England after John Bright. When the Revolution is over and I retire, I shall retire as Hitler did, to some remote hunting-lodge, and we'll have the heads of Great Labour Leaders and Presidential Hopes stuck all round the Hall. Hippopotami won't be in it. — H.G.Wells

The old woman crossed over to her. "When I speak of the people," she said barely above a whisper, her voice all weariness and grief, "I ain't just talking about the flesh, the blood. It's their voices. Their yes's and no's. That's what holds muscle to bone. The biggest thing the white man takes from us ain't our bodies. He takes our voices, too. He swallows up our yes's and no's like biscuits. But one day our yes's and no's will be so loud and strong they will lodge in his throat. He will have to spit them out to keep from choking. He will starve. There won't be nothing left of him except the shadows he casts on the deadest night. — Jonathan Odell

They're hypnotists. They're incredibly expert psychologists. And
they're just as keen on getting control of the whole world as, for
instance, the Bolshevists are. They believe in their black science
as enthusiastically as the Bolshevists believe in communism--much
more enthusiastically, that is, than most Christians believe in
Christianity. And remember: those men who have caught Rait are
merely the small fry who take orders from the higher-ups behind
the scenes.

"They may propose to catch us, and psychologize us, and make use
of us in some way. The White Lodge accepts chelas. Christians
make converts and put them to work. Everybody with a bug in his
head tries to rope in everybody else--so why not dugpas? — Talbot Mundy