Romance at short notice was her speciality.

The censorious said she slept in a hammock and understood Yeats's poems, but her family denied both stories.

All decent people live beyond their incomes; those who aren't respectable live beyond other people's; a few gifted individuals manage to do both.

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

Great Socialist statesmen aren't made, they're still-born.

The cook was a good cook, as cooks go; and as cooks go, she went.

I think she must have been very strictly brought up, she's so desperately anxious to do the wrong thing correctly.