You don't know how easy death is. It's - it's like a door. A person simply walks through it, and she's lost to you forever.

Dogs come when they're called; cats take a message and get back to you later.

You are absolutely beautiful," Anne said. "But if you see yourself, you'll want to pin your hair back like a shepherdess in a bad play." (Eleanor) "Are you saying that I normally look as if I'm tending sheep? With straw in my hair? As if I might yodel?

There's nothing I like more than meeting velvet clad peers while wrapped in a towel.

Here, drink your liqueur," Henry said, tossing back her drink. "I carry it with me everywhere because it's the only kind of drink that Leo doesn't like, so there's a chance I'll still have some tomorrow.

One more time, she promised herself. That wasn't too trollopy. She wouldn't be too trollopy. But when they actually got to the guardhouse? Trollopy.

A stale mind is the devil's breadbox.