It would be curious to discover who it is to whom one writes in a diary. Possibly to some mysterious personification of one's own identity.

- Beatrice Webb

If a weakly mortal is to do anything in the world besides eat the bread thereof, there must be a determined subordination of the whole nature to the one aim no trifling with time, which is passing, with strength which is only too limited.

- Beatrice Webb

Religion is love; in no case is it logic.

- Beatrice Webb

Renunciation - that is the great fact we all, individuals and classes, have to learn. In trying to avoid it we bring misery to ourselves and others.

- Beatrice Webb