... if this world were anything near what it should be there would be no more need of a Book Week than there would be a of a Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children.

We were all imitative. We all wandered in after Miss Edna St. Vincent Millay. We were all being dashing and gallant, declaring we weren't virgins, whether we were or not.

It was written without fear and without research.

Of Orson Welles: It's like meeting God without dying.

Oh, both my shoes are shiny new, And pristine is my hat My dress is 1922… My life is all like that.

If, with the literate, I am Impelled to try an epigram, I never seek to take the credit; We all assume that Oscar said it.

There are times when images blow to fluff, and comparisons stiffen and shrivel.