Work is the curse of the drinking classes.

It is what you read when you don't have to that determines what you will be when you can't help it.

Miss Prism: Do not speak slightingly of the three-volume novel, Cecily. I wrote one myself in earlier days. Cecily: Did you really, Miss Prism? How wonderfully clever you are! I hope it did not end happily? I don't like novels that end happily. They depress me so much. Miss Prism: The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.

Now and then it is a joy to have one's table red with wine and roses.

His morality is all sympathy, just what morality should be

History is a lie commonly agreed upon.

I love acting. It is so much more real than life.