The man is a common murderer. A common murderer, possible, but a very uncommon cook. — Hector Hugh Munro
The people of Crete unfortunately make more history than they can consume locally. — Hector Hugh Munro
The young have aspirations that never come to pass, the old have reminiscences of what never happened. — Hector Hugh Munro
Children with hyacinth’s temperament don’t know better as they grow older; they merely know more. — Hector Hugh Munro
He spends his life explaining from his pulpit that the glory of christianity consists in the fact that — Hector Hugh Munro
Hors d’oeuvres have always a pathetic interest for me; they remind me of one’s childhood that one goes — Hector Hugh Munro
No one can be an unbeliever nowadays. The christian apologists have left one nothing to disbelieve. — Hector Hugh Munro
The sacrifices of friendship were beautiful in her eyes as long as she was not asked to make them. — Hector Hugh Munro
You needn’t tell me that a man who doesn’t love oysters and asparagus and good wines has got a soul, or a stomach either. — Hector Hugh Munro