Nothing can happen nowhere. The locale of the happening always colours the happening, and often, to a degree, shapes it.

Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.

We desert those who desert us; we cannot afford to suffer; we must live how we can.

Sport and death are the two great socializing factors in Ireland.

She had one of those charming faces which, according to the angle from which you see them, look either melancholy or impertinent. Her eyes were grey; her trick of narrowing them made her seem to reflect, the greater part of the time, in the dusk of her second thoughts. With that mood, that touch of arriere pensee, went an uncertain, speaking set of lips.

nothing is more restful than conformity.

Style is the thing that's always a bit phony, and at the same time you cannot write without style.