there is no fanatic like a religious fanatic.

Don't think. That is the wrong way to bring anything back. Let it go. Sooner or later it will flash into your mind.

Downstairs in the lounge, by the third pillar from the left, there sits an old lady with a sweet, placid, spinsterish face and a mind that has plumbed the depths of human iniquity and taken it all as in the day's work....where crime is concerned, she's the goods.

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

Men don't understand how their mannerisms can get on women's nerves so that you feel you just have to snap.

People should be interested in books, not their authors.

I have enjoyed greatly the second blooming... suddenly you find - at the age of 50, say - that a whole new life has opened before you.