The detective story is the normal recreation of noble minds.
Success is little more than a chemical compound of man with moment.
History repeats itself. Historians repeat each other.
The work of Henry James has always seemed divisible by a simple dynastic arrangement into three reigns: James I, James II, and the Old Pretender
I had always imagined that Cliché was a suburb of Paris, until I discovered it to be a street in Oxford.
The Lord Chief Justice of England recently said that the greater part of his judicial time was spent investigating collisions between propelled vehicles, each on its own side of the road, each sounding its horn and each stationary.