If you think I'm one of the people who try to be funny at breakfast you're wrong. I'm invariably illtempered in the early morning.

...but I should say that kindliness, and sincerity, and if I may say so--modesty--are worth far more to a man, to a husband, than all the wit and beauty in the world.

All autobiography is self-indulgent.

A familiar name on its own, however, does not carry its bearer far unless the talent is there, and the will to work.

Time will mellow it, make it a moment for laughter. But now it was not funny, now I did not laugh. It was not the future, it was the present. It was too vivid and too real.

You had to endure something yourself before it touched you.

How lacking in intuition men could be in persuading themselves that mending some stranger's socks, and attending to his comfort, could content a woman.