All men are brothers. Hence war.

When you look in the mirror and despair and none of your clothes seem appropriate, relax, put the kettle on. It might suit you.

All men are brothers. Hence war.

Although no man is an island, you can make quite an effective raft out of six.

Like bees around honey. Why are bees so attracted to honey, since they make it? It can only be vanity.

I remember when I posed as a customs officer so that I could meet Oscar Wilde. I said to him "Have you anything to declare?" He said "I have nothing to declare but my genius." I said "I'll put that down as nothing then shall I?" For I am the wittiest man on Earth.

Many are willing to suffer for their art. Few are willing to learn to draw.