My education [takes place] during the holidays from Eton.
Poetry is like fish: if it's fresh, it's good; if it's stale, it's bad; and if you're not certain, try it on the cat.
In reality, killing time is only the name for another of the multifarious ways by which Time kills us.
It is fatal to be appreciated in one's own time.
For forty days he went out into the desert - and never shot anything [on Jesus]
A golf course outside a big town serves an excellent purpose in that it segregates, as though a concentration camp, all the idle and idiot well-to-do.