He's Simply Got The Instinct For Being

Every Reformation Must Have Its Victims. You Can’t Expect The Fatted Calf To Share The Enthusiasm Of The Angels Over The Prodigal’s Return.

He Seems The Incarnation Of Everything Soft And Silky And Velvety, Without A Sharp Edge In His Composition, A Dreamer Whose Philosophy Is Sleep And Let Sleep.

Sherard Blaw, The Dramatist Who Had Discovered Himself, And Who Had Given So Ungrudgingly Of His Discovery To The World.

There Are Certain Fixed Rules That One Observes For One's Own Comfort. For Instance, Never Be Flippantly Rude To Any Inoffensive Grey-bearded Stranger That You May Meet In Pine Forests Or Hotel Smoking-rooms On The Continent. It Always Turns Out To Be The King Of Sweden.

A Relative Of Mine ... Spends His Time Producing Improved Breeds Of Sheep And Pigs And Chickens. So Patronising And Irritating To Teh Almighty, I Should Think.