One should always be a little improbable.
One should never trust a woman who tells one her real age. A woman who would tell one that would tell one anything.
The husbands of very beautiful women belong to the criminal classes.
The salesman knows nothing of what he is selling save that he is charging a great deal too much for it.
Consistency is the last refuge of the unimagininative.
Oh, how I vainly wished to the bearded man in the sky that I was Neapolitan. Why? So I could bring in a fine Neapolitan pest control to help with Queensberry's problem before it gets out of hand.