Success took me to her bosom like a maternal boa constrictor.
Squash - that's not exercise, it's flagellation.
Someday I suspect, when Jesus has definitely got me for a sunbeam, my works may be adequately assessed.
People are wrong when they say opera is not what it used to be. It is what it used to be. That is what's wrong with it.
Never mind, dear, we're all made the same, though some more than others.
My body has certainly wandered a good deal, but I have an uneasy suspicion that my mind has not wandered enough.
Wit ought to be a glorious treat like caviar; never spread it about like marmalade.
I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.