Rugby is a hooligans game played by gentlemen.

Russia is a riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma.

The only traditions of the Royal Navy are rum, sodomy and the lash.

A love of tradition has never weakened a nation.

We are stripped bare by the curse of plenty.

There is no better exercise than to study and devour a picture, and then, without looking at it again, to attempt the next day to reproduce it.

I remember when I was a child, being taken to the celebrated Barnum's Circus, which contained an exhibition of freaks and monstrosities, but the exhibit on the program which I most desired to see was the one described as ‘The Boneless Wonder’. My parents judged that the spectacle would be too demoralizing and revolting for my youthful eye and I have waited fifty years, to see The Boneless Wonder sitting on the Treasury Bench.