He is one of those people who would be enormously improved by death.

You needn't tell me that a man who doesn't love oysters and asparagus and good wines has got a soul, or a stomach either. He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed.

His socks compelled one's attention without losing one's respect.

Think how many blameless lives are brightened by the blazing indiscretions of other people.

No one can be an unbeliever nowadays. The Christian apologists have left one nothing to disbelieve.

In baiting a mousetrap with cheese, always leave room for the mouse.

It's no use growing older if you only learn new ways of misbehaving yourself.