No one can be an unbeliever nowadays. The Christian Apologists have left one nothing to disbelieve.
It's no use growing older if you only learn new ways of misbehaving yourself.
He spends his life explaining from his pulpit that the glory of Christianity consists in the fact that though it is not true it has been found necessary to invent it.
Hors d'oeuvres have always a pathetic interest for me; they remind me of one's childhood that one goes through wondering what the next course is going to be like -- and during the rest of the menu one wishes one had eaten more of the hors d'oeuvres.
You needn't tell me that a man who doesn't love oysters and asparagus and good wines has got a soul, or a stomach either. He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed.
The sacrifices of friendship were beautiful in her eyes as long as she was not asked to make them.
When people grow gradually rich their requirements and standard of living expand in proportion, while their present-giving instincts often remain in the undeveloped condition of their earlier days. Something showy and not-too-expensive in a shop is their only conception of the ideal gift.
He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed.
Children with Hyacinth's temperament don't know better as they grow older; they merely know more.
He is one of those people who would be enormously improved by death.
We all know that Prime Ministers are wedded to the truth, but like other wedded couples they sometimes live apart.
Poverty keeps together more homes than it breaks up.
No one has ever said it, but how painfully true it is that the poor have us always with them.
Scandal is merely the compassionate allowance which the gay make to the humdrum. Think how many blameless lives are brightened by the blazing indiscretions of other people.
The cook was a good cook, as cooks go; and as cooks go, she went.
Great Socialist statesmen aren't made, they're still-born.