Instead of this absurd division into sexes they ought to class people as static and dynamic.

You spend the first term at Oxford meeting interesting and exciting people and the rest of your time there avoiding them

If politicians and scientists were lazier, how much happier we should all be

How ungenerously in later life we disclaim the virtuous moods of our youth, living in retrospect long, summer days of unreflecting dissipation.

One forgets words as one forgets names. One's vocabulary needs constant fertilizing or it will die.

Charm is the great English blight. It does not exist outside these damp islands. It spots and kills anything it touches. It kills love; it kills art; I greatly fear, my dear Charles, it has killed you.

When we argue for our limitations, we get to keep them.