Quotations

Updated 3 October 2012.

This is a collection of quotations, assembled over many years, that have caught my eye. Many are from my own reading, rather than from published collections.

The longest journey begins with a single step.
Chinese Proverb.

Nihil simul inventum est et perfectum. (Nothing is invented and perfected at the same time.)
Latin proverb.

May you have lawsuits – and win them.
Spanish gypsy double curse.

Never drink whisky without water. Never drink water without whisky.
Scottish proverb.

Do not mention rope in the house of a man whose son has just been hanged.
Hungarian proverb. Quoted in Paul Hoffman, The Man who Loved only Numbers.

If you can’t spot the sucker after 20 minutes at the poker table, chances are the sucker is you.
Financial Times. 29/30 August 2009.

He often claimed that God had blessed him with the gift of a delayed hangover, one that kicked in only when he had done his day’s work.
Keith Waterhouse. Obituary. Sunday Times. 6 September 2009.

To err is human, but to really foul things up requires a computer.
Anon. BBC Radio 4, Quote, Unquote. 22 February 1982.

Of making many books there is no end.
Old Testament, Ecclesiastes, xii, 12.

If you’re foolish enough to get one of those useful educations, such as an engineering degree, everything you learn will be obsolete in five years.

Scott Adams. The Dilbert Future.

Nothing annoys women more than watching men have fun when there are heavy items in need of being moved to other places.
Scott Adams. The Dilbert Future.

If you want to be at the top of the criticism food chain, become a publisher or an editor. In these jobs, you will be in a position to criticise not only people who do real work, but also the people who criticise those people.  It simply doesn’t get any better than that.
Scott Adams. The Dilbert Future.

The aim of every engineer is to retire without getting blamed for a major catastrophe.
Scott Adams. The Dilbert Principle.

The fastest way to get an engineer to solve a problem is to declare that the problem is unsolvable.
Scott Adams. The Dilbert Principle.

Now, as any fule no, there are lies, damn lies and suspiciously precise statitistics.
Charles Batchelor, Financial Times, 23/24 July 2005.

En toi je tomberai, végétale ambroisie,
Grain précieux jeté par l’eternel Semeur,
Pour que de notre amour naisse de la poésie
Que jaillera vers Dieu comme une rare fleur!
Baudelaire, l’âme du vin.

…a very difficult and bewildering path…
Ernest Bramah, The Transmutation of Ling.

“It has been said” he began at length, withdrawing his eyes reluctantly from an unusually large insect upon the ceiling and addressing himself to the maiden, “that there are few situations in life that cannot honourably be settled, and without loss of time, either by suicide, a bag of gold, or by thrusting a despised antagonist over the edge of a precipice upon a dark night”.
Ernest Bramah, Kai Lung’s Golden Hours.

Life is one long process of getting tired.
Samuel Butler (1835-1902), Notes.

To act for a young man with a penchant for mooning at police cars opens your eyes to what frustration means
Andrew Caldecott. The Author, Summer 2009, CXX(2), 59.

And thick and fast they came at last,
And more, and more, and more.
Lewis Carroll (Charles Dodgson), Through the Looking Glass.

Prove by test.
Central Trade Test Board, Royal Air Force, Motto.

His life was happy, as are almost all the lives of methodical students, but one would not have called it exhilerating.
G K Chesterton, The Noticeable Conduct of Professor Chadd.

Truth must of necessity be stranger than fiction.
G K Chesterton, The Singular Speculation of the House Agent.

‘All right’ said Father Brown. ‘I never said it was always wrong to enter fairyland. I only said it was always dangerous.’
G K Chesterton, The Sins of Prince Saradine.

I can believe the impossible, but not the improbable.
G K Chesterton, The Curse of the Golden Cross.

And his calculations were pretty nearly right, like most of his calculations.
G K Chesterton, The Curse of the Golden Cross.

I’m beginning to think there’s something in what you say. This is a queer story if it’s true.
G K Chesterton, The Curse of the Golden Cross.

I sometimes wonder if the manufacturers of foolproof items keep a fool or two on their payroll to test things.
Alan Coren. Seems Like Old Times.

There is no form of prose more difficult to understand and more tedious to read than the average scientific paper.
Francis Crick. The Astonishing  Hypothesis: the Scientific Search for the Soul.

Nemo me impune lacessit. (No one provokes me with impunity.)
Crown of Scotland and all Scottish regiments. Motto.

There was a time when people dreamed of how to acquire things. Now we dream about how to get rid of them.
Jan Dalley. Financial Times, 25/26 June 2005.

Now, what I wants is Facts.
Charles Dickens, Hard Times, (opening sentence).

Genius is one per cent inspiration, ninety-nine per cent perspiration,
Thomas Alva Edison, in Harper’s Monthly Magazine, September 1932.

A problem worthy of attack
Proves its worth by fighting back.
Paul Erdős. Quoted in Paul Hoffman, The Man who Loved only Numbers.

They talk of some strict Testing of us – Pish!
Edward Fitzgerald, The Rubá’iyát of Omar Khayyám, Ed. 1, lvii.

…when last do something different.
Uffa Fox, Sailing, Seamanship and Yacht Construction.

He who knows not, and knows not that he knows not, is a nuisance. Persian proverb.
G N Frederickson, Dissections. Plane & Fancy.

Of that there is no manner of doubt –
No probable, possible shadow of doubt –
No possible doubt whatever.
W S Gilbert, The Gondoliers.

Free from every kind of passion,
Some solution let us find,
W S Gilbert, The Gondoliers.

In mathematics, Woman leads the way:
The narrow-minded pedant still believes
That two and two make four! Why, we can prove,
We women – household drudges as we are –
That two and two make five – or three – or seven;
Or five and twenty, if the case demandsW S Gilbert, Princess Ida.

And the circle they will square it
Some fine day – some fine day;
W S Gilbert, Princess Ida.

I should rather describe him as an enthusiastic collector of coins – of the realm – and we must not be too hard upon a numismatist if he feels a disinclination to part with some of his really very valuable specimens.
W S Gilbert, The Grand Duke.

Truly, I have seen great resolution give way under my persuasive methods. In the nice regulation of a thumbscrew – in the hundredth part of a single turn lieth all the difference between stony reticence and a torrent of unbosoming that the pen can scarcely follow.
W S Gilbert, The Yeomen of the Guard.

I’m very well acquainted too with matters mathematical,
I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical,
About binomial theorem I’m teeming with a lot o’ news –
With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse.
W S Gilbert, The Pirates of Penzance.

All the legal furies seize you!
No proposal seems to please you,
W S Gilbert, Trial by Jury.
He’s a great Arithmetician who can demonstrate with ease
That two and two are three, or five, or anything you please;
An eminent Logician who can make it clear to you
That black is white – when looked at from the proper point of view;
A marvellous Philologist who’ll undertake to show
That ‘yes’ is but another and a neater form of ‘no’,
W S Gilbert, Utopia Unlimited.

It’s hard to explain why, but the meetings and assemblies at which we’re most successful are those convened for the purpose of drinking.
Nicolai Gogol, Dead Souls.

A book should either have intelligibility or correctness. To combine the two is impossible.
E J Gumbel, Extreme Value Statistics.

Nec Babylonios temptaris numeros. (Don’t trust random numbers.)
E J Gumbel, Extreme Value Statistics.

Il est impossible que l’improbable n’arrive jamais. (The improbable is bound to happen one day.)
E J Gumbel, Extreme Value Statistics.

Politicians have a habit of  announcing what the research will discover before the research has been carried out. Scientists, rather quaintly, undertake research because they don’t know what the results will be.
Tim Harford, Financial Times, 3/4 November 2012.

What do you mean, funny? Funny-peculiar, or funny ha-ha?
Ian Hay, The Housemaster.

Problems worthy of attack
Prove their worth by hitting back.
Piet Hein, Grooks.

There was only one catch and that was Catch-22, that specified that a concern for one’s own safety in the face of dangers that were real and immediate was the process of a rational mind…Orr would be crazy if he flew more missions and sane if he didn’t, but if he was sane he had to fly them, If he flew them he was crazy and didn’t have to; but if he didn’t want to he was sane and had to.
Joseph Heller, Catch-22.

The line between recreational mathematics and serious number theory is often fuzzy.
Paul Hoffman, The Man who Loved only Numbers.

When I was young, the old regarded me as an outrageous young fellow,
and now that I’m old the young regard me as an outrageous old fellow.
Fred Hoyle. Scientific American, March 1995.

You can only predict things after they have happened.
Eugène Ionesco. Le Rhinocéros.

What is written without effort is in general read without pleasure.
Samuel Johnson, Miscellanies.

It is a generally well-produced book that wasn’t worth producing!
Tom Keates, Aeronautical Journal, 2004, 208, 331.

Them that asks no questions isn’t told a lie.
Watch the wall my darling, while the Gentlemen go by!
Rudyard Kipling, A Smugglers Song.

The female of the species is more deadly than the male.
Rudyard Kipling, The Female of the Species.

That if once you have paid him the Dane-geld
You never get rid of the Dane.
Rudyard Kipling, Dane-Geld.

If the student’s intellectual history follows the normal course he may probably, after a few unsuccessful struggles, come to the conclusion that the principles that he is virtually, though not altogether expressly, employing must be essentially sound, since they lead invariably to correct results, but that they have somehow not found precise and consistent formulation in the text-books.
Horace Lamb, Dynamics.

The object of the science of Dynamics is to investigate the motion of bodies as affected by the forces which act upon them.
Horace Lamb, Dynamics.

If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.
Bert Lance. Nation’s Business. May1972.

Learning takes effort and patient thought and is best done when there are shoulders to stand on.
R G Matthews, Time for science education. How teaching the history and philosophy of pendulum motion can contribute to science literacy.

That the accomplished experimenter, Cavendish, was making such heavy weather of the conservation laws is a salutary reminder for teachers who expect students to absorb, in one or two lessons, foreign concepts that great minds wrestled with for decades.
R G Matthews, Time for science education. How teaching the history and philosophy of pendulum motion can contribute to science literacy.

It is of great advantage to the student of any subject to read the original memoirs on that subject, for science is always most completely assimilated when it is in the nascent state.
James Clark Maxwell. A Treatise on Electricity and Magnetism.

Mad fools of gardeners go out in the pouring rain
To prove there’re Anglo-Saxon
They rarely put their macks on;
Each puts on rubber boots and squelches through moist terrain
Then leaves the mud and silt on
The Wilton.
Alan Melville. Gnomes and Gardens.

Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soul when hot for certainties in this our life.
George Meredith, Modern Love.

And thrice threefold the Gates; three folds were Brass,
Three Iron, three of Adamantine Rock,
John Milton. Paradise Lost. Book II, lines 645-6.
Which I as freely give; Hell shall unfould,
To entertain you two, her widest Gates,
John Milton. Paradise Lost. Book IV, lines 381-2.

Within the Gates of Hell sate Sin and Death,
John Milton. Paradise Lost. Book IX, line 230.

If I have seen further it is by standing on the shoulders of Giants.
Isaac Newton. Letter to Robert Hooke.

Science and the useful arts.
Lord Penney, Motto.

My dammed brain has a kink in it that prevents me thinking as other people think.
C S Pierce, quoted by Robert Kaplan, The Nothing that Is.

Remembrance and reflection how allied.
Pope. Essay on Man.

The Devil himself had probably re-designed Hell in the light of information he had gained from observing airport layouts.
Anthony Price, The Memory Trap.

You may say that. I couldn’t possibly comment.
Ian Richardson as Francis Urquhart. House of Cards. (Financial Times, 10/11 February 2007).

The follies which a man regrets most, in his life, are those he didn’t commit when he had the opportunity.
Helen Rowland, A Guide to Men.

Test and prove.
Royal Air Force Station, Norton, Motto.

Est modus in rebus. (There is a measure in things.)
Royal Institute of Chartered Surveyors, Motto.

Only one-third of human beings are asleep at one time, and the other two-thirds are awake and up to mischief somewhere.
Dean Rusk. Attributed.

Mathematics, rightly viewed, possesses not only truth, but supreme beauty – a beauty cold and austere, like that of sculpture.
Bertrand Russell, Mysticism and Logic.

The behaviour of plants is indeed inexplicable. It breaks all the rules; and that is what makes gardening so endlessly various and interesting.
Vita Sackville-West. The Illustrated Gardening Book. An anthology by Robin Lane Fox.

The young have aspirations that never come to pass, the old have reminiscences of what never happened.
Saki (H H Munro). Reginald.

A little inaccuracy sometimes saves tons of explanation.
Saki (H H Munro). The Square Egg.

Scientia dirigit. (Knowledge guide us.)
chool of General Reconnaissance, Royal Air Force, Motto.

Here’s metal more attractive.
William Shakespeare, Hamlet.

Let us not burden our remembrance with
A heaviness that’s gone.
William Shakespeare. The Tempest.

Prodeant vexilla. (Let the standard go forward.)
Standard Bank Ltd, Motto.

This prospect pleases me, as I feel sure it will please many of you, because one of our most vital needs is something to interest us and keep us out of mischief.
John Srawley. The role of crack tip deformation in fracture mechanics.

The goddess would no longer wait:
But rising from her chair of state,
Left all below at six and seven,
Harness’d her doves, and flew to heaven.
Swift, Cadenus and Vanessa, (closing lines).

Some one had blunder’d.
Tennyson, The Charge of the Light Brigade.

Never a backwards step.
Lord Thompson of Fleet, Motto.

The buck stops here.
Harry S Truman. Motto.

Le mieux est l’ennemi du bien. (The best is the enemy of the good.)
Voltaire, Dictionnaire philosophique.

As you go into conflict, quite often the enemy does things you do not expect them to do – they really are most uncooperative.
Rear Admiral Rees Ward Professional Engineer. 4 November 2009, 21.

If I had been trained in research – that ridiculous contradiction in terms – should I have  done more than produce additions to the existing store of little papers with blunted conclusions, of which there are already too many?
H G Wells, Tono-Bungay.

He began buying pictures, and then, oddly enough, old clocks.
H G Wells, Tono-Bungay.

I do not know how far it is possible to convey to any one who has not experienced it, the peculiar interest, the peculiar satisfaction that lies in a sustained research when one is not hampered by want of money.
H G Wells, Tono-Bungay.

Amusement is one of the fields of applied mathematics,
W F White, A Scrap Book of Elementary Mathematics.

…he was wondering, like all authors who have sent their stuff off, if it could not have been polished a bit and given those last little touches which make all the difference. However, again like all authors, he knew that what he had written, even without a brush-up, was simply terrific,…
P G Wodehouse, Pigs have Wings.

He had just finished reading this, marvelling, as authors will when they see their work in print, at the purity of his style and the soundness of his reasoning,
P G Wodehouse, Sam the Sudden.

Like all authors, she knew her output was above criticism.
P G Wodehouse, A Pelican at Blandings.

A sound like the sudden descent of an iron girder on a sheet of tin, followed by a jangling of bells, a wailing of tortured cats, and the noise of a few steam-riveters at work, announced to their trained ears that the music had begun.
P G Wodehouse, Came the Dawn.

…there are six varieties of hangover – the Broken Compass, the Sewing Machine, the Comet, the Atomic, the Cement Mixer, and the Gremlin Boogie, and his manner suggested that he had got them all.
P G Wodehouse, The Mating Season.

It was a particularly pig-headed car and right from the start it had been unable to see the sense in the expedition. It seemed now to have the idea that if it just lay low and did nothing, presently it would be taken back to its cosy garage.
P G Wodehouse, The Girl on the Boat.

I suppose that peerage cost the old devil the deuce of a sum. Even baronetcies have gone up frightfully nowadays, I’m told.
P G Wodehouse, Comrade Bingo.

Isn’t there enough sadness in the life without going out of your way to fasten long planks to your feet and jump off mountains?
P G Wodehouse, Farewell to Legs.

Into the face of the young man who sat on the terrace of the Hotel Magnifique at Cannes there had crept a look of furtive shame, the shifty, hangdog look which announces that an Englishman is about to talk French.
P G Wodehouse, The Luck of the Bodkins.

Years before, when a boy, and romantic as most boys are, his lordship had sometimes regretted that the Emsworths, though an ancient clan, did not possess a Family Curse. How little he had suspected that he was shortly to become the father of it.
P G Wodehouse, Blandings Castle.

His task done, his thoughts, like those of every author who has completed a testing bit of work, turned in the direction of beer.
P G Wodehouse, Galahad at Blandings.

She was just feeling, as authors so often do about their own work, what capital stuff it was and how well written,…
P G Wodehouse, Money in the Bank.

Mike proceeded to the meeting with the air of an about-to-be-washed dog.
P G Wodehouse, Psmith in the City.

We are far from well. Some person unknown has put a threshing machine inside the old bean and substituted a piece of brown paper for our tongue. Things look dark and yellow and wobbly!
P G Wodehouse, Jill the Reckless.

It was a poetic drama, and the audience, though loath to do anybody an injustice, was beginning to suspect that it was written in blank verse.
P G Wodehouse, Jill the Reckless.

It has been truly said that there is no agony like the agony of literary composition.
P G Wodehouse, Jill the Reckless.

It is safest for the historian, if he values accuracy, to wait till a thing has happened before writing about it.
P G Wodehouse, Jill the Reckless.

‘How do you like Lord Barraclough? Or Wensleydale? Or Marlinghue? The one that pleased me most was Michelhever. There’s a swing about Michelhever.’ Mrs. Hammond shook her head. ‘Too florid. They’re all too florid.’
P G Wodehouse, Bill the Conqueror.

The magistrate’s remarks, which had been tactless and unsympathetic, still echoed in his ears.
P G Wodehouse, A Damsel in Distress.

Whatever indiscretions the rest had committed, at least they had never got the family into the comic columns of the evening papers.
P G Wodehouse, A Damsel in Distress.

The red-haired young man, outwardly stolid, was gazing before him down the beach at a fat bather in an orange suit who, after six false starts, was now actually in the water, floating with the dignity of a wrecked balloon.
P G Wodehouse, The Adventures of Sally.

He braced himself with the painful air of effort which announces to the world that an Englishman is about to speak a language other than his
own.
P G Wodehouse, The Adventures of Sally.

Words rushed from him like water from a geyser.
P G Wodehouse, The Adventures of Sally.

It was not as if he liked publishers either. His relations with Prodder and Wiggs, who had sold forty-three copies of his book of political essays – Watchman, what of the Night? – had not been agreeable.
P G Wodehouse, Mr Potter Takes a Rest Cure.

It has been well said by many thinkers that in human affairs you can never be certain that some little trifling obstacle will not undo the best laid of schemes.
P G Wodehouse, Mr Potter Takes a Rest Cure.

The question of how authors come to write books is generally one not easily answered.
P G Wodehouse, Cocktail Time.

As early as the middle of Chapter One he had discovered that there is a lot more to this writing business than the casual observer would suppose.
P G Wodehouse, Cocktail Time.

Yes, I agree that the problem is one that presents certain features of interest, but all problems can be solved with a little earnest thought.
P G Wodehouse, Uncle Dynamite.

I always strive, when I can, to spread sweetness and light. There have been several complaints about it.
P G Wodehouse, Service with a Smile.

He had plenty to occupy his mind.
P G Wodehouse, Service with a Smile.

It was a problem which undoubtedly presented certain features of interest, and at the moment he confessed himself unable to see how it was to be solved.
P G Wodehouse, Service with a Smile.

His whole attitude recalled irresistibly to mind that of some assiduous hound who will persist in laying a dead rat on the drawing-room carpet, though repeatedly apprised by word and gesture that the market for same is sluggish or even non-existent.
P G Wodehouse, The Code of the Woosters.

Only an exceptionally emotional hen when unusually moist could have exhibited an equal annoyance.
P G Wodehouse, Galahad at Blandings.

It wore a blatant, rakish, nemo-me-impune-lacessit air, and I noticed that the professor shivered slightly as he saw it.
P G Wodehouse, Love Among the Chickens.

It would be interesting to know to what extent the work of authors is influenced by their private affairs.
P G Wodehouse, Love Among the Chickens.

I have not yet in course of this narrative gone into my pecuniary position, but I may state here that it was an inconvenient one.
P G Wodehouse, Love Among the Chickens.

If ever I am stricken with smoker’s heart, or staggers, or tobacco ambliopia, or any other of the cheery things which doctors predict for the devotee of the weed, I shall feel that I sowed the seeds of it that summer in that little clearing over looking the sea.
P G Wodehouse, Love Among the Chickens.

Never be a stinker, because if you are, though you may flourish for a time like a green bay tree, sooner or later retribution will overtake you.
P G Wodehouse, Jeeves in the Offing.

And girls of high and haughty spirit need kidding along. This cannot be done by calling them carrot-topped Jezebels.
P G Wodehouse, Jeeves in the Offing.

‘Varium et mutabile semper femina, sir.’
P G Wodehouse, Jeeves in the Offing.

He found speech, if you could call making a noise like a buffalo taking its foot out of a swamp finding speech.
P G Wodehouse, Jeeves in the Offing.

The Emsworth Arms, like most inns in English country towns, specialised in beer, and when it came to providing its patrons with anything else was rather inclined to lose interest and lit its attention wander.
P G Wodehouse, Pigs Have Wings.

His superb health, fostered by tobacco, late hours and alcohol, always enabled him to recuperate quickly, and he could be alert and bubbling with energy after activities which would have sent most teetotallers tottering off to their armchairs, to lie limply in them with their feet up.
P G Wodehouse, Galahad at Blandings.

Just as all American publishers hope that if they lead good and upright lives, their books will be banned in Boston, so do all English publishers pray that theirs will be denounced from the pulpit by a bishop.
P G Wodehouse, Cocktail Time.

I agree that your problem undoubtedly presents certain features of interest, but I am confidant that after turning it over in my mind I shall be able to find a formula.
P G Wodehouse, Cocktail Time.

He had studied Woman, and he knew that when Woman gets into a tight place her first act is to shovel the blame on to the nearest male.
P G Wodehouse, Young Men in Spats.

They glared at each other in silence for a space, each realizing with a pang that the supply of erring relatives had now given out.
P G Wodehouse, Young Men in Spats.

There is no time, at which ties do not matter.
P G Wodehouse, Jeeves and the Impending Doom.

All these editor blokes, I understand, get pretty careworn after they’ve been at the job for a while.
P G Wodehouse, The Inferiority Complex of Old Sippy.

He brooded silently apart from the madding crowd. He wandered through dry places seeking rest, and at intervals he would smile evilly, and jot down a note on the back of an envelope. These notes, collected and printed closely on the vilest paper, made up the examination questions.
P G Wodehouse, A Shocking Affair.

No one so dislikes being punished unjustly as the person who might have been punished justly on scores on scores of previous occasions, if he had only been found out.
P G Wodehouse, The Manoeuvres of Charteris.

Long study of the classics had quickened his faculty for seeing sense in passages where there was none.
P G Wodehouse, The Manoeuvres of Charteris.

…aided by a weird being who actually appeared to like algebra…
P G Wodehouse, Author!

The one-thirty was so punctual that one might have thought that it belonged to a line other than the line to which it did belong.
P G Wodehouse, Author!

I suppose authors generally have a special affection for those of their books that come out easily.
P G Wodehouse. The Small Bachelor.

…the fascination of shooting as a sport depends almost wholly on whether you are at the right or wrong end of a gun’.
P G Wodehouse, Unpleasantness at Bludleigh Court.

Everything seemed to be going right. On three separate occasions horses on which I’d invested a sizeable amount won by lengths instead of sitting down to rest in the middle of the race, as horses usually do when I’ve got money on them.
P G Wodehouse. The Inimitable Jeeves.

The boy glanced disparagingly at the document. He had the trying manner of a schoolmaster examining a pupil’s exercise.
P G Wodehouse. Bill the Conqueror.

He moved slowly to the door, paused with his fingers on the handle for one last look over his shoulder, and walked silently into the cupboard where Eunice’s aunt kept her collection of dried seaweed.
P G Wodehouse. The Rough Stuff.

London solicitors come in every size and shape, but they have this in common, hat with a few negligible exceptions they all look like some species of bird.
P G Wodehouse. Frozen Assets.

He had a pleasing and distinctive singing voice, not unlike that of a buzzard suffering from laryngitis.
P G Wodehouse. Frozen Assets.

There are few moments in a man’s day when his brain is more contemplative than during that brief space when he is lathering his face preparatory to shaving.
P G Wodehouse. A Gentleman of Leisure.

There comes a moment in married life when every wife gazes squarely at her husband and the scales fall from her eyes and she sees him as he is – one of Nature’s Class A fatheads.
P G Wodehouse. Jane Gets off the Fairway.

It does not matter what a man collects; if Nature has given him the collector’s mind, he will become a fanatic on the subject of whatever collection he sets out to make.
P G Wodehouse. Something Fresh.

You cannot hope to bribe or twist, thank God! the British journalist.
But seeing what the man will do unbribed, there’s no occasion to.
Humbert Wolfe (1930)

All the things I really like to do are either illegal, immoral, or fattening.
Alexander Woollcott. In: R E Drennan. Wit’s End.

Sweet as love,
Or the remembrance of a generous deed.
Wordsworth. The Prelude

The memory of the just survives in Heaven.
Wordsworth. The Excursion.

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