Here were we wretched creatures of men making for each other's throats, and outraging the good earth which God had made so fair a habitation. - John Buchan

"Jock put his shoulder to the framework and the whole thing crumbled inward with a crash of glass.
"Rotten as touch-wood," he said. "This place would never stand a siege.

Our ignorance of the future has been wisely ordained of Heaven. For unless man were to be like God and know everything, it is better that he should know nothing. If he knows one fact only, instead of profiting by it he will assuredly land in the soup.

Every man at the bottom of his heart believes that he is a born detective.