Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate.

But this time I'm not to blame; I want you to believe that. I simply slipped into those violets. No, I want to be really truthful. I am a little to blame. The sky, you know, was gold, and the ground all blue, and for a moment he looked like some one in a book.

Hardship is vanishing, but so is style, and the two are more closely connected than the present generation supposes.

Failure or success seems to have been allotted to men by their stars. But they retain the power of wriggling, of fighting with their star or against it, and in the whole universe the only really interesting movement is the wriggle.

A critic has no right to the narrowness which is the frequent prerogative of the creative artist.

My law-givers are Erasmus and Montaigne, not Moses and St Paul.

I am so used to seeing the sort of play which deals with one man and two women. They do not leave me with the feeling I have made a full theatrical meal they do not give me the experience of the multiplicity of life.