First love is an astounding experience and if the object happens to be totally unworthy and love not really love at all, it makes little difference to the intensity of the pain.

If only life were one long crisis, everyone would be perfect.

There are few pleasures like really burrowing one's nose into sweet peas.

The great thing in life is not to be able to do things, because then they are always done for you.

If there is one pleasure on earth which surpasses all others, it is leaving a play before the end. I might perhaps except the joy of taking tickets for a play, dining well, sitting on after dinner, and finally not going at all. That, of course, is very heaven.

But human nature cannot be content on a diet of honey and if there is nothing in one's life that requires pity, one must invent it; for to go through life unpitied would be an unthinkable loss.

it is rather depressing to think that one will still be oneself when one is dead, but I dare say one won't be so critical then.