Women can accept the fact that a man is a rotter, a swindler, a drug taker, a confirmed liar, and a general swine, without batting an eyelash, and without its impairing their affection for the brute in the least. Women are wonderful realists.

She was a lucky woman who had established a happy knack of writing what quite a lot of people wanted to read.

Prisoners at the bar, have you anything to say in your defence?

I always take abroad with me one really good soft pillow--to me it makes all the difference between comfort and misery.

To feel admiration for a man all through one's married life would, I think, be excessively tedious.

I've got a stomach now as well as a behind. And I mean - well, you can't pull it in both ways, can you? ... I've made it a rule to pull in my stomach and let my behind look after itself.

You have a tendency, Hastings, to prefer the least likely. That, no doubt, is from reading too many detective stories.