One forgets words as one forgets names. One's vocabulary needs constant fertilizing or it will die.

'I will not stand for being called a woman in my own house' she said.

These memories, which are my life--for we possess nothing certainly except the past--were always with me.

If we can't stamp out literature in the country, we can at least stop its being brought in from outside.

"What war?" said the Prime Minister sharply. "No one has said anything to me about a war. I really think I should have been told. I'll be damned," he said defiantly, "if they shall have a war without consulting me. What's a cabinet for, if there's not more mutual confidence than that? What do they want a war for anyway?"

All this fuss about sleeping together. For physical pleasure I'd sooner go to my dentist any day.

Her heart was broken perhaps, but it was a small inexpensive organ of local manufacture. In a wider and grander way she felt things had been simplified.