The peculiar need to write is increased, it seems, rather than allayed with practice.

Food is the supremest of pleasures.

There is probably an innate masochism in a lot of women that ends up disappointed if men don't ill-treat them.

As it has turned out, the whole relationship between men, women and children has tilted, to the disadvantage of women.

One friend dies and we remain indifferent; another dies, perhaps less intimate, and we see ourselves as dead, and weep, mourn, tear our hair or find ourselves caught up in the madness of the wake, competing with others as to who was closest, now suffers most.

People hear what they want and expect to hear, not what is said.

Pride is what you can afford or think you can afford.