I am a believer in punctuality though it makes me very lonely

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.

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.

Readers of novels are a strange folk, upon whose probable or even possible tastes no wise book-maker would ever venture to bet.

To set but a low value upon toast is to expose one's deficiencies in right appreciation.

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