England has always been disinclined to accept human nature.

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

But why I cry out against Rubens is because he painted undressed people instead of naked ones.

While her lips talked culture, her heart was planning to invite him to tea

Sometimes I think too much fuss is made about marriage. Century after century of carnal embracement and we're still no nearer to understanding one another.

One person with passion is better than forty people merely interested.

There are occasions when I would rather feel like a fly than a spider.