He's an absent-minded beggar, and his weaknesses are great - / But we and Paul must take him as we find him. / He's out on active service, wiping something off a slate - / And he's left a lot of little things behind him!

He wrapped himself in quotations - as a beggar would enfold himself in the purple of Emperors.

He wrote Véra sheepishly: “Something has happened (only don’t be angry). I can’t remember (for God’s sake, don’t be angry!) I can’t remember (promise that you won’t be angry), I can’t remember your telephone number.” He knew it had a seven in it, but the rest had entirely escaped him.

God help us for we knew the worst too young.

I always try to believe the best of everybody -it saves so much trouble.

These are the four that are never content: that have never been filled since the dew began-
Jacala's mouth, and the glut of the kite, and the hands of the ape, and the eyes of Man.