A child is an adult temporarily enduring conditions which exclude the possibility of happiness.

A child is an adult temporarily enduring conditions which exclude the possibility of happiness.

It is a great pity that every human being does not, at an early stage of his life, have to write a historical work. He would then realize that the human race is in quite a jam about truth.

Yes,” said Mamma, “this is the worst of life, that love does not give us common sense but is a sure way of losing it. We love people, and we say that we are going to do more for them than friendship, but it makes such fools of us that we do far less, indeed sometimes what we do could be mistaken for the work of hatred.

[Evelyn Waugh] made drunkenness cute and chic, and then took to religion, simply to have the most expensive carpet of all to be sick on.

A good cause has to be careful of the company it keeps.

She saw she had fallen into the hands of one of those doctors who have strayed too far from apparent in the direction of the soul.