Someday I suspect, when Jesus has definitely got me for a sunbeam, my works may be adequately assessed.
I love criticism just so long as it's unqualified praise.
Squash - that's not exercise, it's flagellation.
Extraordinary how potent cheap music is.
Mona Lisa looks as if she has just been sick, or is about to be.
I've sometimes thought of marrying - and then I've thought again.