I make enemies deliberately. They are the sauce piquante to my dish of life.

Good manners spring from just one thing - kind impulses.

[On the British Museum:] It was manifestly impossible to read all the books in that huge, gloomy structure, but I made a good try and accumulated a fund of useless information guaranteed to cast a pall over any dinner table.

Nothing spoils a good party like a genius.

Someone has said that life itself is a party: you join after it's started and you leave before it's finished.

Seeing unhappiness in the marriage of friends, I was content to have chosen music and laughter as a substitute for a husband.

People who have escaped from poverty are like old soldiers. In later years they recount the little, amusing incidents that happened infrequently, and conveniently forget the long, unrelieved stretches of misery and boredom.