What's the matter with this country is the matter with the lot of us individually - our sense of personality is a sense of outrage.

Curiosity in Rome is a form of courtesy.

Love of privacy - perhaps because of the increasing exactions of society - has become in many people almost pathological.

Dogs are a habit, I think.

There is no doubt that sorrow brings one down in the world. The aristocratic privilege of silence belongs, you soon find out, to only the happy state- or, at least, to the state when pain keeps within bounds.

in my experience one thing you don't learn from is anything anyone set up to be a lesson; what you are to know you pick up as you go along.

I pity people who do not care for Society. They are poorer for the oblation they do not make.