All this fuss about sleeping together. For physical pleasure I'd sooner go to my dentist any day. — Evelyn Waugh

A copy of Dante's Purgatorio excited his especial disgust."French, eh?" he said. "I guessed as much, and pretty dirty too, I shouldn't wonder. Now just you wait while I look up these here books"—how he said it!—"in my list. Particularly against books the Home Secretary is. If we can't stamp out literature in the country, we can at least stop its being brought in from outside."

Creative Endeavour lost her wings, Mrs. Ape.

Mrs. Ape's famous hymn, There ain't no flies on the Lamb of God.