He Was So Crooked, You Could Have

Nothing Is More Vulgar Than A Careful Avoidance Of Beginning A Letter With The First Person Singular.

It Seems To Me Quite Disastrous That The Idea Should Have Got About That Christianity Is An Other-worldly, Unreal, Idealistic Kind Of Religion That Suggests That If We Are Good We Shall Be Happy. On The Contrary, It Is Fiercely And Even Harshly Realistic, Insisting That There Are Certain Eternal Achievements That Make Even Happiness Look Like Trash.

Nothing Is More Cruel To The Young Than To Tell Them That The World Is Made For Youth.

When Cats Sat Staring Into The Fire They Were Thinking Out Problems.

Well-bred English People Never Have Imagination.