I hate posterity - it's so fond of having the last word.

People may say what they like about the decay of Christianity the religious system that produced green Chartreuse can never really die.

I love Americans, but not when they try to talk French. What a blessing it is that they never try to talk English.

It is an admitted fact that the ordinary tomtit of commerce has a sounder aesthetic taste than the average female relative in the country.

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.

The revenge of an elder sister may be long in coming, but, like a South-Eastern express, it arrives in its own good time.

The cat is domestic only as far as suits its own ends.