A joke is a joke or the image of a truth.

No one asks public men to be strictly moral, but they must seem to be well-behaved.

No form of art repeats or imitates successfully all that can be said by another; the writer conveys his experience of life along a channel of communication closed to painter, mathematician, musician, film-maker.

Not literature alone, but society itself is wormed and rotten when language ceases to be respected not merely by advertisers and politicians, but by persons of learning and authority.

Is it really beyond our wits to devise some form of censorship which would trap only the crudely sadistic?

There is a stage in any misery when the victim begins to find a deep satisfaction in it.

Perhaps this is in the end what most marriages are - gentleness, memory, and habit.