Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song

[On the ringing of her doorbell or telephone:] What fresh hell is this?

I don't want to review books any more. It cuts in too much on my reading.

A liberal is a man who leaves the room before the fight starts.

Just begin a story with such a phrase as 'I remember Disraeli - poor old Dizz! - once saying to me, in answer to my poke in the eye,' and you will find me and Morpheus off in a corner, necking.

Newton's Fourth Law: Every action has an equal and opposite satisfaction.

My love runs by like a day in June, And he makes no friends of sorrows. He'll tread his galloping rigadoon In the pathway of the morrows. He'll live his days where the sunbeams start, Nor could storm or wind uproot him. My own dear love, he is all my heart, -- And I wish somebody'd shoot him.