He is an old bore; even the grave yawns for him.
How is it that we remember the least triviality that happens to us, and yet not remember how often we have recounted it to the same person?
We may be willing to tell a story twice, never to hear it more than once.
Some people can stay longer in an hour than others can in a week.
A bore is a man who deprives you of solitude without providing you with company.