Life's just a perpetual piecing together of broken bits.

One of the great things about travel is you find out how many good, kind people there are.

She was very near hating him now; yet the sound of his voice, the way the light fell on his thin, dark hair, the way he sat and moved and wore his clothes—she was conscious that even these trivial things were inwoven with her deepest life.

To your generation, I must represent the literary equivalent of tufted furniture and gas chandeliers.

Our blindest impulses become evidence of perspicacity when they fall in with the course of events.

I'm not much interested in travelling scholarships for women - or in fact in scholarships, tout court! - they'd much better stay at home and mind the baby. Still less am I interested in scholarships for female Yids.

Once more it was borne in on him that marriage was not the safe anchorage he had been taught to think, but a voyage on uncharted seas.