His English reminds me of tattered washing on the line†of stale bean-soup, of college yells, of dogs barking idiotically through endless nights. It is so bad that a sort of grandeur creeps into it. 566

-Mencken, H(enry) L(ouis)
Of President  Warren G Harding. Quoted in Fred Hobson Mencken:  A Life (1994).

For the past 40 years I had never folded my own quilt, made my own bed, or poured out my own

-PuYi

Nothing grows in ourgarden, only washing. And babies. And where's their fathers live, my love? Over the hills and far away.

-Thomas, Dylan Marlais
  Under MilkWood.