Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.
Until you try, you don't know what you can't do.
We care what happens to people only in proportion as we know what people are.
When I am wicked I am in high spirits.
She had an unequalled gift, especially pen in hand, of squeezing big mistakes into small opportunities.
I have lived too long in foreign parts