E M Forster was like a tea cozy, but I quite liked him. I was at a wedding party with him once, sitting opposite Queen Mary. I asked if he would like to be presented. "Good Lord," he said. "I thought it was the wedding cake." |
I was lecturing to a group of English teachers about Dante. Suddenly one of them got up-English teachers, mind you-and said, "What is Dante?" "Well, Madam," I replied, "It is a kind of detergent." |
Where in this wide world can man find nobility without pride, friendship without envy, or beauty without vanity? |