Once a female, always a female. Nature is not always infallible but she always abides by her mistakes.

On horseback he seemed to require as many hands as a Hindu god, at least four for clutching the reins, and two more for patting the horse soothingly on the neck.

A little inaccuracy sometimes saves a ton of explanation.

And the vagueness of his alarm added to its terrors; when once you have taken the Impossible into your calculations its possibilities become practically limitless.

Women and elephants never forget an injury.

But, good gracious, you've got to educate him first. You can't expect a boy to be vicious till he's been to a good school.

He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed.