He's Simply Got The Instinct For Being

To Be Clever In The Afternoon Argues That One Is Dining Nowhere In The Evening.

I Always Say Beauty Is Only Sin Deep.

The Man Is A Common Murderer. A Common Murderer, Possible, But A Very Uncommon Cook.

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.

I Hate Babies. They're So Human.