In the twinkling of an eye I found myself without an office, without a seat, without a party, and without an appendix.

I may be drunk, Miss, but in the morning I will be sober and you will still be ugly.

Mr. Attlee is a very modest man. Indeed he has a lot to be modest about.

He has the gift of compressing the largest amount of words into the smallest amount of thoughts.

The water was not fit to drink. To make it palatable, we had to add whisky. By diligent effort, I learned to like it.

Saving is a fine thing. Especially when your parents have done it for you.