Sunday, 25 December 2011

My Boswell... :')

"I am lost without my Boswell."
~Sherlock Holmes, speaking to and on the subject of Dr. Watson.

Downton Abbey~ Ridiculous Life

"'Do you enjoy these games, in which the player must appear ridiculous?'
'Sir Richard, life is a game in which the player must appear ridiculous.'"

Friday, 23 December 2011

Library of Originality

"An original idea. That can't be too hard. The library must be full of them."
~Stephen Fry

Tuesday, 20 December 2011

London...

"...London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained."

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Sherlock Holmes

Sunday, 18 December 2011

Explaining cricket (to a foreigner!)

"You have two sides, one out in the field and one in. Each man that's in the side that's in goes out, and when he's out he comes in and the next man goes in until he's out. When they are all out, the side that's out comes in and the side thats been in goes out and tries to get those coming in, out. Sometimes you get men still in and not out.
When a man goes out to go in, the men who are out try to get him out, and when he is out he goes in and the next man in goes out and goes in. There are two men called umpires who stay all out all the time and they decide when the men who are in are out. When both sides have been in and all the men have been out, and both sides have been out twice after all the men have been in, including those who are not out, that is the end of the game!"

Monday, 12 December 2011

Worldly knowledge

"Books that were all about the world tended to be written by people who knew all about books rather than all about the world." -Terry Pratchett, Carpe Jugulum

Wednesday, 7 December 2011

Flashy's Sufferance

  "The point is I ‘ve made capital out of my dishonourable scars by adhering to one golden rule — Flashy’s Sufferance, I call it: always convey, but never say, that your injury is a sight worse than it really is. It’s elementary, really In convalescence this ensures sympathy, if you play it properly — the barely perceptible wince, the sharp little intake of breath, the faint smile followed by the quick shake of the head, and never a word of complaint from the dear brave boy — but far more importantly, in the heat of battle it enables you to feign mortal hurt and shirk any further part in the action."