
| I say to myself twenty times a day how right I am and how wrong others are. And yet it is so easy to be right. | |
| -Prince Matternich | |
| I am a hero with cowards legs. I am a hero from the waist up. | |
| -Spike Mulligan | |
| Your scruples do you credit so long as you don't become a dead bore. | |
| -Elsbeth Ponsonby | |
| Every once in a while I wake up and realize where I am and what I'm doing and then it occurs to me: Stash and Emma Slovotsky's baby boy is an asshole. | |
| -Walter Slovotsky | |
| Brains? Tilly vally, Sir Thomas! She's not a boy! What does a woman want with brains? I'm sure I never had a brain in my head, and no more does Alicia! | |
| -Lady Sutton | |
| I have places to go, things to do. I'm almost sure of it! | |
| -Tadrith | |
| Which only proves that one creature's cozy nest is another's draft-ridden mess of sticks. | |
| -Tadrith | |
| "Did it say anything?" "Didn't stay to talk with it- did a bolt." With an attempt at dignity, he added, "Proper cake I'd have looked jawing with a ghost, Brand. Have to draw the line somewhere." | |
| -Rebecca Ward | |
| "Poor Father must be spinning in his grave." "Not Barty. Barty never spun. Slow and stately, that was his style. Never knew a mann with more starch than Barty, God rest him." | |
| -Rebecca Ward | |
| But do you think now that you could make me see the beauty of that
picture? The witness paused and, examining attentively the Attorney-General's face and looking at the picture alternately said, after apparently giveing the subject much thought, while the Court waited in silence for his answer: "No! Do you know I fear it would be as hopless as for the musician to pour his notes into the ear of a deaf man." | |
| -Whistler | |
| Early in life I made the discovery that I was charming, and if one is delightful, one has to thrust the world away to keep from being bored to death. | |
| -Whistler, in response to being asked why he was so upleasant to so many people | |
