Muddled syntax is the outward and audible sign of confused minds, and the misuse of grammar the result of illogical thinking.

England is very dreary, but I'm a people person.

When I was young, I wanted to find the Great Dark Man. When I said that I realise now that people thought that by 'dark' I meant black, and that by 'great' I meant big. Whereas I only meant a strong, mysterious person; someone who would 'take me away from all this.'

It's written into the Constitution that you're allowed to pursue happiness. In England it would be considered a frivolous objective.

A gentleman doesn't pounce he glides. If a woman sits on a piece of furniture which permits your sitting beside her, you are free to regard this as an invitation, though not an unequivocal one.

I take it to be axiomatic that people are revolted by witnessing the shameless gratification of an appetite they do not share.

The trouble with children is that they're not returnable.