My mind rebels at stagnation, give me problems, give me work!

Life is infinitely stranger than anything which the mind of man could invent.

Some facts should be suppressed, or, at least, a just sense of proportion should be observed in treating them.

I should be very much obliged if you would slip your revolver into your pocket. An Eley's No. 2 is an excellent argument with gentlemen who can twist steel pokers into knots. That and a tooth-brush are, I think, all that we need.

There are always some lunatics about. It would be a dull world without them.

There are no fools so troublesome as those who have some wit.

It is fortunate for this community that I am not a criminal.