There Is No Solution To Death.life Intends

He Had The Appeal Of A Very Young Dog Of A Very Large Breed -- A Kind Of Amiable Absurdity.

But To Lord Peter The World Presented Itself As An Entertaining Labyrinth Of Side-issues

I Know What An Act To Make Things Simpler Means. It Means That The People Who Drew It Up Don't Understand It Themselves And That Every One Of Its Clauses Needs A Law-suit To Disentangle It.

. . . The Fellow's Got A Bee In His Bonnet. Thinks God's A Secretion Of The Liver--all Right Once In A Way, But There's No Need To Keep On About It. There's Nothing You Can't Prove If Your Outlook Is Only Sufficiently Limited.

Passion's A Good, Stupid Horse That Will Pull The Plough Six Days A Week If You Give Him The Run Of His Heels On Sundays. But Love's A Nervous, Awkward, Over-mastering Brute; If You Can't Rein Him, It's Best To Have No Truck With Him.