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.

A woman who takes her husband about with her everywhere is like a cat that goes on playing with a mouse long after she's killed it.

The censorious said she slept in a hammock and understood Yeats's poems, but her family denied both stories.

Never be a pioneer. It's the early Christian that gets the fattest lion.

Children with Hyacinth's temperament don't know better as they grow older; they merely know more.

Every reformation must have its victims. You can’t expect the fatted calf to share the enthusiasm of the angels over the prodigal’s return.

Addresses are given to us to conceal our whereabouts.