I am an unspeakable of the Oscar Wilde sort.
But after all, what have we to do with taverns? Real menace belongs to the drawing-room.
I don't know what to think until I see what I've said.
Books have to be read it is the only way of discovering what they contain.
It is the vice of a vulgar mind to be thrilled by bigness.
... there are shadows because there are hills.