There is something about conscious tact that is very irritating.

Now I am old-fashioned. A woman, I consider, should be womanly. I have no patience with the modern neurotic girl who jazzes from morning to night, smokes like a chimney, and uses language which would make a billingsgate fishwoman blush!

Three months seems to me quite a reasonable time to complete a book, if one can get right down to it.

I'm sorry, but I do hate this differentiation between the sexes. The modern girl has a thoroughly businesslike attitude to life! That sort of thing. It's not a bit true! Some girls are businesslike and some aren't. Some men are sentimental and muddle-headed, others are clear-headed and logical. There are just different types of brains.

Do you know my friend that each one of us is a dark mystery, a maze of conflicting passions and desire and aptitudes?

how tedious is retirement! You cannot imagine to yourself the monotony with which day comes after day.

I can't imagine why everybody is always so keen for authors to talk about writing. I should have thought it was an author's business to write, not talk.