What a good thing there is no marriage or giving in marriage in the after-life; it will certainly help to smooth things out.

I stretched out my hand towards the little bookshelf where I kept cookery and devotional books, the most comfortable bedside reading.

There are some things too dreadful to be revealed, and it is even more dreadful how, in spite of our better instincts,we long to know about them.

The small things of life were often so much bigger than the great things . . . the trivial pleasure like cooking, one's home, little poems especially sad ones, solitary walks, funny things seen and overheard.

I love Evensong. There's something sad and essentially English about it.

There are no sick people in North Oxford. They are either dead or alive. It's sometimes difficult to tell the difference, that's all.

There are various ways of mending a broken heart, but perhaps going to a learned conference is one of the more unusual.