Though the fact that they have to be rebuilt And frequently mortgaged to the hilt Is inclined to take the gilt Off the gingerbread, And certainly damps the fun Of the eldest son.
A bloody good thing, but too late.
Good heavens, television is something you appear on; you don’t watch.
For gin, in cruel sober truth, supplies the fuel for flaming youth.
Madame Bovary is the sexiest book imaginable. The woman’s virtually a nyphomaniac but you won’t find a vulgar word in the entire thing.
Labour leaders lead us all, though we know they bleed us all. Cheer our new Decline and Fall, Gibbon might have dreamed it all.
We have no reliable guarantee that the afterlife will be any less exasperating than this one, have we?
I see her as one great stampede of lips directed at the nearest derriere.
She had much in common with Hitler, only no mustache.
I never cared who scored the goal, or which side won the silver cup. I never learned to bat or bowl; but I heard the curtain going up.
Many years ago I remember a famous actress explaining to me with perfect seriousness that before making an entrance she always stood aside to allow God to go on first. I can also remember that on that particular occasion He gave a singularly uninspired performance.
Goodnight my darlings, I’ll see you tomorrow.
Familiarity breeds contempt, but without a little familiarity it’s impossible to breed anything.
It is not the eyes of others that I am wary of, but my own.
I’ll go and see anything so long as it amuses me, or moves me. If it doesn’t do either I want to go home.
Someday I suspect, when Jesus has definitely got me for a sunbeam, my works may be adequately assessed.
AMANDA: I think very few people are completely normal really, deep down in their private lives.
There are dark times just around the corner. There are dark clouds travelling through the sky. And it’s no good whining about a silver lining. For we know from experience they won’t roll by.
Thousands of people have talent. I might as well congratulate you for having eyes in your head. The one and only thing that counts is: Do you have staying power?
You kissed me because you were awfully nice and I was awfully nice and we both liked kissing very much. It was inevitable.