No one would think he'd make such a beautiful corpse.

The sea, the snotgreen sea, the scrotumtightening sea.

British Beatitudes! ... Beer, beef, business, bibles, bulldogs, battleships, buggery and bishops.

Lily, the caretaker's daughter, was literally run off her feet. Hardly had she brought one gentleman into the little pantry behind the office on the ground floor and helped him off with his overcoat, than the wheezy hall-door bell clanged again and she had to scamper along the bare hallway to let in another guest. It was well for her she had not to attend to the ladies also.

People could put up with being bitten by a wolf but what properly riled them was a bite from a sheep.

If there is any difficulty in what I write, it is because of the material I use. The thought is always simple.

This race and this country and this life produced me, he said. I shall express myself as I am.