 His mouth had been used as a latrine by some small creature of the night, and then as its mausoleum. |
| There was no end to the ways in which nice things are nicer than nasty ones. |
| Outside every fat man there was an even fatter man trying to close in. |
| Sex is a momentary itch, love never lets you go. |
| He resolved, having done it once, never to move his eyeballs again. |
| It was no wonder that people were so horrible when they started life as children. |
| I sometimes feel that more lousy dishes are presented under the banner of pate than any other. |
| No wonder people are so horrible when they start life as children. |
| He was of the faith chiefly in the sense that the church he currently did not attend was Catholic. |
| It is no wonder that people are so horrible when they start their life as children. Topics: Children |
| Self criticism must be my guide to action, and the first rule for its employment is that in itself it is not a virtue, only a procedure. |
| Laziness has become the chief characteristic of journalism, displacing incompetence. |
| One of the great benefits of organised religion is that you can be forgiven your sins, which must be a wonderful thing. I mean, I carry my sins around with me, there's nobody there to forgive them. |
| If you can't annoy somebody, there's little point in writing. |
