The Guns, Thank God, The Guns.

(An unhappy childhood was not) an unsuitable preparation for my future, in that it demanded a constant wariness, the habit of observation, and the attendance on moods and tempers; the noting of discrepancies between speech and action; a certain reserve of demeanour; and automatic suspicion of sudden favours.

The world is very lovely, and it's very horrible--and it doesn't care about your life or mine or anything else.

Satan himself can't save a woman who wears thirty-shilling corsets under a thirty-guinea costume.

When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace. They swore, if we gave Them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease. But when we disarmed They sold us, and delivered us, bound, to our foe, And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "Stick to the Devil you know."

The glory of the garden lies in more than meets the eye.

Go softly by that river side Or when you would depart, You'll find its every winding tied; And knotted round your heart.