All Our Failures Are Ultimately Failures In

The Absolute Yearning Of One Human Body For Another Particular Body And Its Indifference To Substitutes Is One Of Life's Major Mysteries.

We Re All Muddlers. The Thing Is To See Is When One's Got To Stop Muddling.

One Of The Secrets Of A Happy Life Is Continuous Small Treats, And If Some Of These Can Be Inexpensive And Quickly Procured So Much The Better.

... When Caught Unawares I Usually Tell The Truth, And What's Duller Than That?

Art Is The Final Cunning Of The Human Soul Which Would Rather Do Anything Than Face The Gods.