The past is a work of art, free of irrelevancies and loose ends.

All fantasy should have a solid base in reality.

I was a modest, good-humoured boy. It is Oxford that has made me insufferable.

The past is a work of art, free of irrelevancies and loose ends.

Anything that is worth doing has been done frequently. Things hitherto undone should be given, I suspect, a wide berth.

Strange when you come to think of it, that of all countless folk who have lived on this planet, not one is known in history or in legend as having died of laughter.

It is a fact that not once in all my life have I gone out for a walk. I have been taken out for walks; but that is another matter.