To know one's own limitations is the hallmark of competence.

A facility for quotation covers the absence of original thought.

She suddenly saw Wimsey in a new light. She knew him to be intelligent, clean, courteous, wealthy, well-read, amusing and enamored, but he had not so far produced in her that crushing sense of inferiority which leads to prostration and hero-worship. But she now realized that there was, after all, something godlike about him. He could control a horse.

We've got to laugh or break our hearts in this damnable world.

Of course, there is some truth in advertising. There's yeast in bread, but you can't make bread with yeast alone. Truth in advertising is like leaven, which a woman hid in three measures of meal. It provides a suitable quantity of gas, with which to blow out a mass of crude misrepresentation into a form that the public can swallow.

The young were always theoretical; only the middle-aged could realize the deadliness of principles.

Oh, well, faint heart never won so much as a scrap of paper