In his normal state he would not strike a lamb. I’ve known him to do it’ ‘Do what?’ ‘Not strike lambs

There's too much of that where-every-prospect-pleases-and-only-man-is-vile stuff buzzing around for my taste.

Golf is the Great Mystery.

I'm not absolutely certain of the facts, but I rather fancy it's Shakespeare who says that it's always just when a fellow is feeling particularly braced with things in general that Fate sneaks up behind him with the bit of lead piping.

A little bit added to what you've already got gives you a little bit more.

Whenever I have that sad, depressed feeling, I go out and kill a policeman.

So always look for the silver lining And try to find the sunny side of life.