Captain Shotover: How much does your soul eat? Ellie: Oh, a lot. It eats music and pictures and books and mountains and lakes and beautiful things to wear and nice people to be with.
George Bernard ShawIn literature the ambition of the novice is to acquire the literary language; the struggle of the adept is to get rid of it.
George Bernard ShawA nap, my friend, is a brief period of sleep which overtakes superannuated persons when they endeavor to entertain unwelcome visitors or to listen to scientific lectures.
George Bernard Shaw