Civilisation Is A Conspiracy.

London Is Like The Tropical Bush -- If You Don't Exercise Constant Care The Jungle, In The Shape Of The Slums, Will Break In.

"what Would You Call The Highest Happiness, Lewie?" He Asked. "the Sense Of Competence," Was The Answer, Given Without Hesitation.

It's A Great Life, If You Don't Weaken.

I Am An Ordinary Sort Of Fellow, Not Braver Than Other People, But I Hate To See A Good Man Downed, And That Long Knife Would Not Be The End Of Scudder If I Could Play The Game In His Place.

Civilization Is A Conspiracy. Modern Life Is The Silent Compact Of Comfortable Folk To Keep Up Pretences.