Does anybody who gave up smoking to save a pound a week have a pound at the end of the week? Not on your life.

It would be nice to think that a censor could allow a genuine work of artistic seriousness and ban a titillating piece of sadism, but it would take a miracle to make such a distinction stick.

Spring makes everything look filthy.

Does anybody who gave up smoking to save a pound a week have a pound at the end of the week? Not on your life.

As I look around the West End these days, it seems to me that outside every thin girl is a fat man, trying to get in.

A good listener is not someone with nothing to say. A good listener is a good talker with a sore throat.

There are some circles in America where it seems to be more socially acceptable to carry a hand-gun than a packet of cigarettes.