It's very good of you--" "No, no, not at all. It's my hobby. Not proposing to people, I don't mean, but investigating things. Well, cheer-frightfully-ho and all that. And I'll call again, if I may." "I will give the footman orders to admit you," said the prisoner, gravely, "you will always find me at home.

Of all devils let loose in the world there is no devil like devoted love.

To make a precise scientific description of reality out of words is like trying to build a rigid structure out of pure quicksilver.

The keeping of an idle woman is a badge of superior social status.

Of course, there is some truth in advertising. There's yeast in bread, but you can't make bread with yeast alone. Truth in advertising is like leaven, which a woman hid in three measures of meal. It provides a suitable quantity of gas, with which to blow out a mass of crude misrepresentation into a form that the public can swallow.

One must not only die daily, but every day we must be born again.

And what do all the great words come to in the end, but that? I love you - I am at rest with you - I have come home.