No One Can Be An Unbeliever Nowadays.

There Was Something Alike Terrifying And Piteous In The Spectacle Of These Frail Old Morsels Of Humanity Consecrating Their Last Flickering Energies To The Task Of Making Each Other Wretched. Hatred Seemed To Be The One Faculty Which Had Survived In Undiminished Vigor Where All Else Was Dropping Into Ordered And Symmetrical Decay.

It Occurred To Me That I Would Like To Be A Poet. The Chief Qualification, I Understand Is That You Must Be Born. Well, I Hunted Up My Birth Certificate, And Found That I Was All Right On That Score.

We All Know That Prime Ministers Are Wedded To The Truth, But Like Other Wedded Couples They Sometimes Live Apart.

Her Frocks Are Built In Paris, But She Wears Them With A Strong English Accent.

The Cat Is Domestic Only As Far As Suits Its Own Ends.