Flippancy, The Most Hopeless Form Of Intellectual

Money Is Made At Christmas Out Of Holly And Mistletoe, But Who Save The Vendors Would Greatly Care If No Green Branch Were Procurable? One Symbol, Indeed, Has Obscured All Others-the Minted Round Of Metal. And One May Safely Say That, Of All The Ages Since A Coin First Became The Symbol Of Power, Ours Is That In Which It Yields To The Majority Of Its Possessors The Poorest Return In Heart's Contentment.

Perhaps It Is While Drinking Tea That I Most Of All Enjoy The Sense Of Leisure.

I Know Every Book Of Mine By Its Smell, And I Have But To Put My Nose Between The Pages To Be Reminded Of All Sorts Of Things.

Money Is Time. With Money I Buy For Cheerful Use The Hours Which Otherwise Would Not In Any Sense Be Mine; Nay, Which Would Make Me Their Miserable Bondsman.

London Is A Huge Shop, With A Hotel On The Upper Storeys.