The emotions may be endless. The more we express them, the more we may have to express.

Characters must not brood too long. They must not waste time running up and down ladders in their own insides.

I'm a holy man minus the holiness. Hand that on to your three spies, and tell them to put it in their pipes.

...the true spirit of gastronomic joylessness. Porridge fills the Englishman up, and prunes clear him out.

There has been, is, and always will be every conceivable type of person.

You want to love everyone equally, and that's worse than impossible--it's wrong.

The woman who can't influence her husband to vote the way she wants ought to be ashamed of herself.