Someone who can make a grouse do for six.
Nigel Nicolson
1917–2004 English writerThe upper middle classes like anything ecological: it assuages their guilt. Give your posh friends a bag of muddy parsnips. They’ll love it.
Grayson Perry
1960– English ceramic artistI don’t want to talk grammar, I want to talk like a lady.
George Bernard Shaw
1856–1950 Irish dramatistNothing is more bourgeois than to be afraid to look bourgeois.
Andy Warhol
1927–87 American artistReally, if the lower orders don’t set us a good example, what on earth is the use of them?
Oscar Wilde
1854–1900 Irish dramatist and poetDon’t like bishops ... Blessed are the meek my foot! They’re all on the climb. Ever heard of meekness stopping a bishop from becoming a bishop? Nor have I.
Maurice Bowra
1898–1971 English scholar and literary criticMr Doctor, that loose gown becomes you so well I wonder your notions should be so narrow.
Elizabeth I
1533–1603 English queen,I remember the average curate at home as something between a eunuch and a snigger.
Ronald Firbank
1886–1926 English novelistEvangelical vicar, in want of a portable, second-hand font, would dispose, for the same, of a portrait, in frame, of the Bishop, elect, of Vermont.
Ronald Knox
1888–1957 English writer and Roman Catholic priestAnd I want to thank you for all the enjoyment you’ve taken out of it.
Groucho Marx
1890–1977 American film comedianAs the French say, there are three sexes—men, women, and clergymen.
Sydney Smith
1771–1845 English clergyman and essayistLord Westmorland
1759–1841, Tory statesmanThe Bishop ... was talking to the local Master of Hounds about the difficulty he had in keeping his vicars off the incense.
P. G. Wodehouse
1881–1975 English-born writerI cannot pretend to feel impartial about the colours. I rejoice with the brilliant ones, and am genuinely sorry for the poor browns.
Winston Churchill
1874–1965 British Conservative statesmanAny colour—so long as it’s black.
Henry Ford
1863–1947 American car manufacturer and businessmanIt’s just my colour: it’s
Elsie Mendl
1865–1950 American socialite and interior decorator,If I could find anything blacker than black, I’d use it.
J. M. W. Turner
1775–1851 English landscape painterPink is the navy blue of India.
Diana Vreeland
1903–89 American fashion editorI think it pisses God off if you walk by the colour purple in a field somewhere and don’t notice it.
Alice Walker
1944– American poetNANCY ASTOR: If I were your wife I would put poison in your coffee!
WINSTON CHURCHILL: And if I were your husband I would drink it.
Nancy Astor
1879–1964 American-born British Conservative politicianKATHARINE HEPBURN: Thank God, I don’t have to act with you any more.
BARRYMORE: I didn’t know you ever had, darling.
John Barrymore
1882–1942 American actorPLAYER: I can see your tits from here.
BRADY: Well, when I sell you to Crewe, you won’t be able to see from there.
Karren Brady
1969– British businesswoman,BESSIE BRADDOCK: Winston, you’re drunk.
CHURCHILL: Bessie, you’re ugly. But tomorrow I shall be sober.
Winston Churchill
1874–1965 British Conservative statesmanJOAN RIVERS: Which husband was the best lover?
JOAN COLLINS: Yours.
Joan Collins
1933– British actressPearls before swine.
Dorothy Parker
1893–1967 American critic and humoristESTHER MUIR: I’ve never been so insulted in my life.
GROUCHO MARX: Well, it’s early yet.
Robert Pirosh
1910–89, George Seaton 1911–79, and George Oppenheimer screenwriters,