To Err Is Human, To Forgive Supine.

English Life, While Very Pleasant, Is Rather Bland. I Expected Kindness And Gentility And I Found It, But There Is Such A Thing As Too Much Couth.

I Tried To Resist His Overtures, But He Plied Me With Symphonies, Quartets, Chamber Music, And Cantatas.

Love Is Not The Dying Moan Of A Distant Violin - It's The Triumphant Twang Of A Bedspring.

There Is Such A Thing As Too Much Couth.

In Pulp Fiction It Is A Rigid Convention That The Hero's Shoulders And The Heroine's Balcon Constantly Threaten To Burst Their Bonds, A Possibility Which Keeps The Audience In A State Of Tense Expectancy. Unfortunately For The Fans, However, Recent Tests Reveal That The Wisp Of Chiffon Which Stands Between The Publisher And The Postal Laws Has The Tensile Strength Of Drop-forged Steel.