No one has really ever defined what a friend is.

Someone — Cyril Connolly? Ezra Pound? — once said that anything that can be read twice is literature; I would say that anything that bears saying twice is quotable.

The decisive moment in the defeat of upper class, capital-S, Society may have come when, in newspapers all over the nation, what used to be call the Society page was replaced by the Style section.

Not to like ice cream is to show oneself uninterested in food.

I know how deeply slothful I am.

I should prefer to die laughing, and, on more than one occasion, thought I might.

A cat is the only domestic animal I know who toilet trains itself and does a damned impressive job of it.