Women and elephants never forget an injury.

The people of Crete unfortunately make more history than they can consume locally.

I love Americans, but not when they try to talk French. What a blessing it is that they never try to talk English.

A beautifully constructed borshch, such as you are going to experience presently, ought not only to banish conversation but almost to annihilate thought.

I always say beauty is only sin deep.

A woman who takes her husband about with her everywhere is like a cat that goes on playing with a mouse long after she's killed it.

I hate posterity - it's so fond of having the last word.