But what is the love life of newts, if you boil it right down? Didn't you tell me once that they just waggled their tails at one another in the mating season?''Quite correct.' I shrugged my shoulders. 'Well all right, if they like it. But it's not my idea of molten passion.

It is never difficult to distinguish between a Scotsman with a grievance and a ray of sunshine.

A roll and butter and a small coffee seemed the only things on the list that hadn't been specially prepared by the nastier-minded members of the Borgia family for people they had a particular grudge against, so I chose them.

Dark hair fell in a sweep over his forehead. He looked like a man who would write vers libre, as indeed he did.

Golf, like measles, should be caught young.

Has anybody ever seen a dramatic critic in the daytime? Of course not. They come out after dark, up to no good.

No novelists any good except me. Sovietski -- yah! Nastikoff -- bah! I spit me of zem all. No novelists anywhere any good except me. P. G. Wodehouse and Tolstoi not bad. Not good, but not bad. No novelists any good except me.