We must respect the growing things that give us pleasure if we are to learn to handle them properly, to prune in the right place, foster in the right place, train in the right place. The craftsman knows this. He knows that ignorance and impatience spell destruction, that in handling the living wood he needs to know its qualities and how to turn them to the best account, how to use his tools skillfully so that shapeliness will follow, and that an outburst of impatience will only land him into difficulties and possibly ruin the job.
It is a grand school of self-restraint.
— The Woodworker, June 1947
So many men to-day, doing work that is far removed from the making of things, the many professional workers, office workers, salesmen, factory workers – whose work may seem to be making but whose sole contribution is constant repetitive action in one infinitesimal part – lack contact with that real world in which a man can exercise his creative gifts.
They barely realise that such a world exists.
Theirs is the world of hard bargaining, of nimble wits or the routine job, which leave a great part of their natural human instincts unsatisfied, even though in all probability they do not know the reason for their perennial feelings of dissatisfaction and frustration.
— The Woodworker, January 1954