Virtue Is Like Precious Odours, Most Fragrant

...but In Every Century, And Ever Since England Has Been What It Is, An Englishman Has Always Felt Somewhat Ashamed Of His Own Emotion And Of His Own Sympathy.

Odd's Fish, M'dear! The Man Can't Even Tie His Own Cravat!

In The Chain Of My Life, There Were So Many Links, All Of Which Tended Towards Bringing Me To The Fulfillment Of My Destiny.

When Will You Give Up These Mad Adventures, And Leave Others To Fight Their Own Battles And To Save Their Own Lives As Best They May?' When Your Ladyship Has Ceased To Be The Most Admired Woman In Europe, Namely, When I Am In My Grave.

It Does Seem Simple, Doesn't It?' She Said, With A Final Bitter Attempt At Flippancy, 'when You Want To Kill A Chicken...you Take Hold Of It...then You Wring Its Neck...it's Only The Chicken Who Does Not Find It Quite So Simple. Now You Hold A Knife At My Throat, And A Hostage For My Obedience...you Find It Simple...i Don't