No Share-pusher Could Vend His Worthless Stock,

She Suddenly Saw Wimsey In A New Light. She Knew Him To Be Intelligent, Clean, Courteous, Wealthy, Well-read, Amusing And Enamored, But He Had Not So Far Produced In Her That Crushing Sense Of Inferiority Which Leads To Prostration And Hero-worship. But She Now Realized That There Was, After All, Something Godlike About Him. He Could Control A Horse.

There Is, In Fact, A Paradox About Working To Serve The Community, And It Is This: That To Aim Directly At Serving The Community Is To Falsify The Work; The Only Way To Serve The Community Is To Forget The Community And Serve The Work.

I Say, I Don’t Think The Human Frame Is Very Thoughtfully Constructed For This Sleuthhound Business. If One Could Go On All Fours, Or Had Eyes In Ones Knees, It Would Be A Lot More Practical’… ‘what Luck! Here’s A Deep, Damp Ditch On The Other Side, Which I Shall Now Proceed To Fall Into.’ A Slithering Crash Proclaimed That He Had Carried Out His Intention.

The People Who Hanged Christ Never, To Do Them Justice, Accused Him Of Being A Bore - On The Contrary; They Thought Him Too Dynamic To Be Safe. It Has Been Left For Later Generations To Muffle Up That Shattering Personality And Surround Him With An Atmosphere Of Tedium.

Every Time A Man Expects, As He Says, His Money To Work For Him, He Is Expecting Other People To Work For Him.