There can be no defence like elaborate courtesy.

What kind of life a dog . . . acquires. I have sometimes tried to imagine by kneeling or lying full length on the ground and looking up. The world then becomes strangely incomplete; one sees little but legs.

I have noticed that the people who are late are often so much jollier than the people who have to wait for them.

The truth is the only thing worth having, and, in a civilized life, like ours, where so many risks are removed, facing it is almost the only courageous thing left to do.

Human nature is rarely so amusing as when trying to get a house off its hands. Women at this task can be untruthful enough, but their untruth lacks the infusion of candor which a skillful male liar can introduce.

Few women and fewer men have enough character to be idle.

One of the most adventurous things left us is to go to bed. For no one can lay a hand on our dreams.