Nothing shortens a journey so pleasantly as an account of misfortunes at which the hearer is permitted to laugh. — Quentin Crisp
There is no need to do any housework at all. After the first four years the dirt doesn’t get any worse. — Quentin Crisp
Though intelligence is powerless to modify character, it is a dab hand at finding euphemisms for its weaknesses. — Quentin Crisp
Vice is its own reward. It is virtue which, if it is to be marketed with consumer appeal, must carry green shield stamps. — Quentin Crisp
You fall out of your mother’s womb, you crawl across open country under fire, and drop into your grave. — Quentin Crisp