Books . . . are like lobster shells, we surround ourselves with 'em, then we grow out of 'em and leave 'em behind, as evidence of our earlier stages of development."

"She always says, my lord, that facts are like cows. If you look them in the face hard enough they generally run away."

"Very dangerous things, theories."

A continual atmosphere of hectic passion is very trying if you haven't got any of your own.

Those who make some other person their job . . . are dangerous.