The tragedy of the poor is that they can afford nothing but self denial.
We are specially designed to appeal to the sense of humour.
The sky was pure opal now.
A really well-made buttonhole is the only link between Art and Nature.
Conversation about the weather is the last refuge of the unimaginative.
I love scrapes. They are the only things that are never serious." "Oh, that's nonsense, Algy. You never talk anything but nonsense." "Nobody ever does.