Outside Every Fat Man There Is An

I'll Pour You The First One And After That, If You Don't Have One, It's Your Own F****** Fault. You Know Where It Is.

Death Has This Much To Be Said For It: You Don't Have To Get Out Of Bed For It. Wherever You Happen To Be They Bring It To You—free.

One Of The Great Benefits Of Organised Religion Is That You Can Be Forgiven Your Sins, Which Must Be A Wonderful Thing. I Mean, I Carry My Sins Around With Me, There's Nobody There To Forgive Them.

When Starting To Think About Any Novel, Part Of The Motive Is: I'm Going To Show Them, This Time.

The Human Race Has Not Devised Any Way Of Dissolving Barriers, Getting To Know The Other Chap Fast, Breaking The Ice, That Is One-tenth As Handy And Efficient As Letting You And The Other Chap, Or Chaps, Cease To Be Totally Sober At About The Same Rate In Agreeable Surroundings.