It’s an uncommonly dangerous thing to be left without any padding against the shafts of disease.

I'm fat, but I'm thin inside... there's a thin man inside every fat man.

She's beautiful,' he murmured.
'She's a metre across the hips, easily,' said Julia.
'That is her style of beauty,' said Winston.

It is easy to say how we love new friends, and what we think of them, but words can never trace out all the fibers that knit us to the old.

Hostesses who entertain much must make up their parties as ministers make up their cabinets, on grounds other than personal liking.

An election is coming. Universal peace is declared, and the foxes have a sincere interest in prolonging the lives of the poultry.