Wit Ought To Be A Glorious Treat

Wit Ought To Be A Glorious Treat Like Caviar; Never Spread It About Like Marmalade.

He's Completely Unspoiled By Failure.

Let's Drink To The Spirit Of Gallantry And Courage That Made A Strange Heaven Out Of Unbelievable Hell, And Let's Drink To The Hope That One Day This Country Of Ours, Which We Love So Much, Will Find Dignity And Greatness And Peace Again.

That Strange Feeling We Had In The War. Have You Found Anything In Your Lives Since To Equal It In Strength? A Sort Of Splendid Carelessness It Was, Holding Us Together.

Work Is Much More Fun Than Fun.