Who said “Stands the Church clock at ten to three? And is there honey still for tea?”?

“I love art, and I love history, but it is living art and living history that I love. It is in the interest of living art and living history that I oppose so-called restoration. What history can there be in a building bedaubed with ornament, which cannot at the best be anything but a hopeless and lifeless imitation of the hope and vigor of the earlier world?”

“It is impossible, as impossible as to raise the dead, to restore anything that has ever been great or beautiful in architecture. That which I have... insisted upon as the life of the whole, that spirit which is given only by the hand and eye of the workman, can never be recalled.”

“Cities, like cats, will reveal themselves at night.”

“Oh! death will find me long before I tire of watching you.”

“If I should die, think only this of me: that there's some corner of a foreign field that is for ever England.”

“But somewhere, beyond Space and Time, is wetter water, slimier slime! And there (they trust) there swimmeth one who swam ere rivers were begun, immense of fishy form and mind, squamous omnipotent, and kind.”

“All the little emptiness of love!”

“The cool kindliness of sheets, that soon smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss of blankets.”