a perfectly managed Christmas correct in every detail is, like basted inside seams and letters answered by return, a sure sign of someone who hasn't enough to do.

From a commercial point of view, if Christmas did not exist it would be necessary to invent it.

Americans, indeed, often seem to be so overwhelmed by their children that they'll do anything for them except stay married to the co-producer.

Any committee that is the slightest use is composed of people who are too busy to want to sit on it for a second longer than they have to.

It's a pity more men are not bastards by birth instead of vocation.

I just wish, when neither of us has written to my husband's mother, I didn't feel so much worse about it than he does.

I am all for people having their heart in the right place; but the right place for a heart is not inside the head.