The rich are different from us.

I'm merely trying to give you the sort of argument that would appeal to your intelligence.

I see you're looking at my cuff buttons." I hadn't been looking at them, but I did now.

Reserving judgements is a matter of infinite hope.

One writes of scars healed, a loose parallel to the pathology of the skin, but there is no such thing in the life of an individual.

Then she added in a sort of childish delight: 'We'll be poor, won't we? Like people in books. And I'll be an orphan and utterly free. Free and poor! What fun!' She stopped and raised her lips to him in a delighted kiss. 'It's impossible to be both together,' said John grimly. 'People have found that out. And I should choose to be free as preferable of the two.

but there was an immediately perceptible vitality about her as if the nerves of her body were continually smouldering.