To Be Clever In The Afternoon Argues

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.

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.

He Spends His Life Explaining From His Pulpit That The Glory Of Christianity Consists In The Fact That Though It Is Not True It Has Been Found Necessary To Invent It.

I Always Say Beauty Is Only Sin Deep.

The Cook Was A Good Cook, As Cooks Go; And As Cooks Go, She Went.