a woman of the world should always be the mistress of sorrow and not its servant. She may have a grief but never a grievance.

I know of nothing more significant than the awakening of men and women throughout our country to the desire to improve their houses. Call it what you will - awakening, development, American Renaissance - it is a most startling and promising condition of affairs.

There never has been a house so bad that it couldn't be made over into something worthwhile.

To conform within rational limits to a given style is no more servile than to pay one's taxes or to write according to the rule of grammar.

A house should be a synthesis of comfort, practicality, and tradition.

It is the personality of the mistress that the home expresses. Men are forever guests in our homes, no matter how much happiness they may find there.

You can't take it with you. There are no pockets in a shroud.