We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.

We are not concerned with the very poor. They are unthinkable, and only to be approached by the statistician or the poet.

Tolerance is a very dull virtue. It is boring. Unlike love, it has always had a bad press. It is negative. It merely means putting up with people, being able to stand things.

Italy and London are the only places where I don't feel to exist on sufferance.

He had shown her all the workings of his soul, mistaking this for love.

I am actually what my age and my upbringing have made me - a bourgeois who adheres to the British constitution, adheres to it rather than supports it, and the fact that this isn't dignified doesn't worry me.

. . . life is sometimes life and sometimes only a drama, and one must learn to distinguish t'other from which . . .