Time does not dispose of a question – it only presents it anew in a different guise.
The supernatural is only the natural of which the laws are not yet understood.
There is something about conscious tact that is very irritating.
Hate doesn’t last. Love does.
And, of course, afterwards – one always hears these things afterwards, so much better if one heard them before – we found out that dozens of empty brandy bottles were taken out of the house every week!
I’ve always noticed that if you speak the truth in a rather silly way nobody believes you.
The truth often does sound unconvincing.
There are many things that are unbelievable. Especially before breakfast, is it not? That is what one of your classics says. Six impossible things before breakfast.
Nothing, I believe, is so full of life under the microscope as a drop of water from a stagnant pool.
When a man is really in love he can’t help looking like a sheep.
There is no greater mistake in life than seeing things or hearing them at the wrong time.
Surfing is like that. You are either vigorously cursing or else you are idiotically pleased with yourself.
Achievement brings with it its own anticlimax.
In my experience, people who go about looking for trouble usually find it.
The simplest explanation is always the most likely.
To feel admiration for a man all through one’s married life would, I think, be excessively tedious.
Bitterness leads nowhere. It turns back on itself. It is the eternal cul-de-sac.
In my end is my beginning – that’s what people are always saying. But what does it mean?
The urge to write one’s autobiography, so I have been told, overtakes everyone sooner or later.
I’ve got an uncle myself. Nobody should be held responsible for their uncles. Nature’s little throwbacks – that’s how I look at it.