In reality they all lived in a kind of hieroglyphic world, where the real thing was never said or done or even thought, but only represented by a set of arbitrary signs.

Blessed are the pure in heart for they have so many more things to talk about.

there are lots of ways of answering a letter - and writing doesn't happen to be mine.

I think I like 'em better like that...divinely dull...just the quiet bearers of their own beauty, like the priestesses in a Panathenaic procession.

...and wondering where he had read that clever liars give details, but that the cleverest do not.

In the dissolution of sentimental partnerships it is seldom that both associates are able to withdraw their funds at the same time.

It was too late for happiness - but not too late to be helped by the thought of what I had missed. That is all I haved lived on - don't take it from me now