He Was A Secret Agent, And Still

These Blithering Women Who Thought They Could Do A Man's Work. Why The Hell Couldn't They Stay At Home And Mind Their Pots And Pans And Stick To Their Frocks And Gossip And Leave Men's Work To The Men.

I Shall Not Waste My Days In Trying To Prolong Them.

It's No Good Protecting People Or Even Looking After Them Past A Certain Point. One Can't Grasp More Than A Piece Of Anyone. Most Of The Rest Can Only Be Protected By Themselves And The Remainder By Hired Specialists And Doctors And Dentists And Professional Protectors.

Englishmen Are So Odd. They Are Like A Nest Of Chinese Boxes. It Takes A Very Long Time To Get To The Centre Of Them. When One Gets There The Result Is Unrewarding, But The Process Is Instructive And Entertaining.

Hope Makes A Good Breakfast. Eat Plenty Of It.