But, good gracious, you've got to educate him first. You can't expect a boy to be vicious till he's been to a good school. - Saki

Reginald in his wildest lapses into veracity never admits to being more than twenty-two.

I found everyone talking nervously and feverishly of the weather and the war in South Africa, except Reginald, who was reclining in a comfortable chair with the dreamy, far-away look that a volcano might wear just after it had desolated entire villages.

You needn't tell me that a man who doesn't love oysters and asparagus and good wines has got a soul, or a stomach either. He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed.