Someone soon to start on a journey is always a little holy.

Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.

rudeness to Mrs. Dosely was like dropping a pat of butter on to a hot plate - it slid and melted away.

In big houses in which things are done properly, there is always the religious element. The diurnal cycle is observed with more feeling when there are servants to do the work.

With three or more people there is something bold in the air: direct things get said which would frighten two people alone and conscious of each inch of their nearness to one another. To be three is to be in public - you feel safe.

Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.

we can surmount the anger we feel. To find oneself like a young tree inside a tomb is to discover the power to crack the tomb and grow up to any height.