He Is One Of Those People Who

Oysters Are More Beautiful Than Any Religion... There's Nothing In Christianity Or Buddhism That Quite Matches The Sympathetic Unselfishness Of An Oyster.

There May Have Been Disillusionments In The Lives Of The Medieval Saints, But They Would Scarcely Have Been Better Pleased If They Could Have Foreseen That Their Names Would Be Associated Nowadays Chiefly With Racehorses And The Cheaper Clarets.

You Needn't Tell Me That A Man Who Doesn't Love Oysters And Asparagus And Good Wines Has Got A Soul, Or A Stomach Either. He's Simply Got The Instinct For Being Unhappy Highly Developed.

Mother, May I Go And Maffick, Tear Around And Hinder Traffic?

In Baiting A Mousetrap With Cheese, Always Leave Room For The Mouse.