I guess I'm the Black Death,' he said slowly. 'I don't seem to bring people happiness any more.

All good writing is swimming under water and holding your breath.

You really ought to read more books - you know, those things that look like blocks but come apart on one side.

Dear, don't think of getting out of bed yet. I've always suspected that early rising in early life makes one nervous.

Human sympathy has its limits.

Aristocracy's only an admission that certain traits which we call fine - courage and honor and beauty and all that sort of thing - can best be developed in a favorable environment, where you don't have the warpings of ignorance and necessity.

I hope she'll be a fool -- that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.