London is satisfied, Paris is resigned, but New York is always hopeful.

Art is a form of catharsis.

The affair between Margot Asquith and Margot Asquith will live as one of the prettiest love stories in all literature.

One more drink and I'd have been under the host.

[At the reception following her remarriage to Alan Campbell:] People who haven't talked to each other in years are on speaking terms again today - including the bride and groom.

Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it and it darts away.

That woman speaks eighteen languages, and can't say 'No' in any of them.