Which painting in the National Gallery would I save if there was a fire? The one nearest the door of course.

Nothing soothes me more after a long and maddening course of pianoforte recitals than to sit and have my teeth drilled

Life is a flame that is always burning itself out, but it catches fire again every time a child is born

When a prisoner sees the door of his dungeon open he dashes for it without stopping to think where he shall get his dinner.

Alcohol is the anesthesia by which we endure the operation of life.

The Nazi movement is in many respects one which has my warmest sympathy.