I'm in the business of providing people with secondary satisfactions. It wouldn't have done me much good if they had all written their own plays, would it?

Those no-sooner-have-I-touched-the-pillow people are past my comprehension. There is something bovine about them.

What a grand, higgledy-piggledy, sensible old place Norwich is!

Many a man is praised for his reserve and so-called shyness when he is simply too proud to risk making a fool of himself.

One of the delights known to age, and beyond the grasp of youth, is that of Not Going.

In plain words: now that Britain has told the world that she has the H-Bomb she should announce as early as possible that she has done with it, that she proposes to reject in all circumstances nuclear warfare.

Public opinion polls are rather like children in a garden, digging things up all the time to see how they're growing.