An ugly voice repels me where an ugly face would not.
Imagination is a good servant, and a bad master.
When engaged in eating, the brain should be the servant of the stomach.
Where large sums of money are concerned, it is advisable to trust nobody.
And so could you know it if you would only use the brains the good God has given you. Sometimes I really am tempted to believe that by inadvertence, He passed you by.
I have no pity for myself either. So let it be Veronal. But I wish Hercule Poirot had never retired from work and come here to grow vegetable marrows.