A sense of responsibility would spoil her. She's too pretty.

It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life.

And I like large parties. They’re so intimate. At small parties there isn’t any privacy.

I am one of the few honest people that I have ever known.

Good manners are an admission that everybody is so tender that they have to be handled with gloves. Now, human respect—you don't call a man a coward or a liar lightly, but if you spend your life sparing people's feelings and feeding their vanity, you get so you can't distinguish what should be respected in them.

Little Montenegro! He lifted up the words and nodded at them-with his smile. The smile comprehended Montenegro’s troubled history and sympathized with the brave struggles of the Montenegrin people. It appreciated fully the chain of national circumstances, which had elicited this tribute from Montenegro’s warm little heart. My incredulity was submerged in fascination now; it was like skimming hastily through a dozen magazines.

I was a little shocked at the elaborateness of the lie.