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The Oxford Dictionary of Quotations Preface

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Never contradict Never explain Never apologize (Those are the secrets <strong>of</strong> a happy life!)<br />

Letter to ‘<strong>The</strong> Times’, 5 September 1919.<br />

Favouritism is the secret <strong>of</strong> efficiency.<br />

Inscribed in the log <strong>of</strong> HMS Vernon, in W. S. Churchill ‘Great Contemporaries’ (1937) ‘Lord Fisher and his<br />

biographer’<br />

Yours till Hell freezes.<br />

Attributed to Fisher, but not original. F. Ponsonby ‘Reflections <strong>of</strong> Three Reigns’ (1951) p. 131: ‘Once an<br />

<strong>of</strong>ficer in India wrote to me and ended his letter “Yours till Hell freezes”. I used this forcible expression in a<br />

letter to Fisher, and he adopted it’<br />

6.30 Marve Fisher<br />

I want an old-fashioned house<br />

With an old-fashioned fence<br />

And an old-fashioned millionaire.<br />

‘An Old-Fashioned Girl’ (1954 song; popularized by Eartha Kitt)<br />

6.31 Albert H. Fitz<br />

You are my honey, honeysuckle, I am the bee.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> Honeysuckle and the Bee’ (1901 song)<br />

6.32 Charles Fitzgeffrey c.1575-1638<br />

And bold and hard adventures t’ undertake,<br />

Leaving his country for his country’s sake.<br />

‘Sir Francis Drake’ (1596) st. 213<br />

6.33 Edward Fitzgerald 1809-83<br />

Awake! for Morning in the bowl <strong>of</strong> night<br />

Has flung the stone that puts the stars to flight:<br />

And Lo! the Hunter <strong>of</strong> the East has caught<br />

<strong>The</strong> Sultan’s turret in a noose <strong>of</strong> light.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> Rubáiyát <strong>of</strong> Omar Khayyám’ (1859) st. 1<br />

And look—a thousand blossoms with the day<br />

Woke—and a thousand scattered into clay.<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> Rubáiyát <strong>of</strong> Omar Khayyám’ (1859) st. 8<br />

Each morn a thousand roses brings, you say;<br />

Yes, but where leaves the rose <strong>of</strong> yesterday?<br />

‘<strong>The</strong> Rubáiyát <strong>of</strong> Omar Khayyám’ (4th ed., 1879) st. 9<br />

Here with a loaf <strong>of</strong> bread beneath the bough,<br />

A flask <strong>of</strong> wine, a book <strong>of</strong> verse—and Thou<br />

Beside me singing in the wilderness—<br />

And wilderness is paradise enow.

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