Just another proof, of course, of what I often say - it takes all sorts to make a world.

To find a man's true character, play golf with him.

As a dancer, I out-Fred the nimblest Astaire.

When you're alone you don't do much laughing.

Luck is a goddess not to be coerced and forcibly wooed by those who seek her favours. From such masterful spirits she turns away. But it happens sometimes that, if we put our hand in hers with the humble trust of a little child, she will have pity on us, and not fail us in our hour of need.

When Cynthia smiles, said young Bingo, the skies are blue; the world takes on a roseate hue; birds in the garden trill and sing, and Joy is king of everything, when Cynthia smiles. He coughed, changing gears. When Cynthia frowns - What the devil are you talking about?I'm reading you my poem. The one I wrote to Cynthia last night. I'll go on, shall I?No!No?No. I haven't had my tea.

I pressed down the mental accelerator. The old lemon throbbed fiercely. I got an idea.