Critics are like eunuchs in a harem; they know how it's done, they've seen it done every day, but they're unable to do it themselves.
All publicity is good, except an obituary notice.
Ah, bless you, Sister, may all your sons be bishops.
I have a total irreverence for anything connected with society except that which makes the roads safer, the beer stronger, the food cheaper and the old men and old women warmer in the winter and happier in the summer.