It would be no loss to the world if most of the writers now writing had been strangled at birth.

Did St. Francis preach to the birds? Whatever for? If he really liked birds he would have done better to preach to the cats.

There is, of course, no reason for the existence of the male sex except that one sometimes needs help with moving the piano.

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.

Nobody likes having salt rubbed into their wounds, even if it is the salt of the earth.

Neurotics, who cause less distress to themselves and their neighbours than those in the other category, are at war with their own natures. Their right hands are in conflict with their left. Psychotics, and it is those who commit purposeless crimes and prefer death to life, are at war with their environment. Right and left hands strike against the womb that carries them.

[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.