This is peculiarly an age in which each of us may, if he do but search diligently, find the literature suited to his mental powers.

One of the poets, whose name I cannot recall, has a passage, which I am unable at the moment to remember, in one of his works, which for the time being has slipped my mind, which hits off admirably this age-old situation.

She's a sort of human vampire-bat

His whole aspect was that of a man who has unexpectedly been struck by lightning.

I don't know if you know it, J.B., but you're the sort of fellow who causes hundreds to fall under suspicion when he's found stabbed in his library with a paper-knife of Oriental design.

You're one of those guys who can make a party just by leaving it. It's a great gift.

He felt like a man who, chasing rainbows, has had one of them suddenly turn and bite him in the leg.