I attribute the quarrelsome nature of the Middle Ages young men entirely to the want of the soothing weed.

"Not sure," he retorted; "you call yourself a journalist, and admit there is a subject under Heaven of which you are not sure!"

What the eye does not see, the stomach does not get upset over

I saw a great Newfoundland dog the other day sitting in front of a mirror at the entrance to a shop in Regent's Circus, and examining himself with an amount of smug satisfaction that I have never seen equaled elsewhere outside a vestry meeting.

A Spaniard will seek to persuade you that the bull-ring is an institution got up chiefly for the benefit of the bull.

I often arrive at quite sensible ideas and judgements, on the spur of the moment. It is when I stop to think that I become foolish.

Better to work and fail than to sleep one's life away.