A gambler is nothing but a man who makes his living out of hope. – William Bolitho
Only the poet has any right to be sorry for the poor, if he has anything to spare when he has thought of the dull, commonplace rich. – William Bolitho
The shortest way out of Manchester is notoriously a bottle of Gordons gin; out of any businessmans life there is the mirage of Paris; out of Paris, or mediocrity of talent and imagination, there are all the drugs, from subtle, all-conquering opium to cheating, cozening cocaine. – William Bolitho
General jackdaw culture, very little more than a collection of charming miscomprehensions, untargeted enthusiasms, and a general habit of skimming. – William Bolitho