Marriage is rather a silly habit.

Let's pretend that we're human beings and that we're actually alive.

The whole point of a sacrifice is that you give up something you never really wanted in the first place. People are doing it around you all the time. They give up their careers, say -- or their beliefs -- or sex.

In London, love and scandal are considered the best sweeteners of tea.

Heroes, whatever high ideas we may have of them, are mortal and not divine. We are all as God made us and many of us much worse.

You see I learnt at an early age what it was to be angry - angry and helpless. And I can never forget it. I knew more about - love... betrayal... and death, when I was ten years old than you will probably ever know in your life.

George Bernard Shaw writes like a Pakistani who has learned English when he was twelve years old in order to become an accountant.