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.

On horseback he seemed to require as many hands as a Hindu god, at least four for clutching the reins, and two more for patting the horse soothingly on the neck.

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

But, good gracious, you've got to educate him first. You can't expect a boy to be vicious till he's been to a good school.

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

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

Sherard Blaw, the dramatist who had discovered himself, and who had given so ungrudgingly of his discovery to the world.