Love is a far more dangerous motive than dislike.
First electricity, now telephones. Sometimes I feel as if I'm living in an H.G. Wells novel.
It's the job of grandmothers to interfere.
There's nothing simpler than avoiding people you don't like. Avoiding one's friends, that's the real test.
No family is ever what it seems from the outside.
Principles are like prayers; noble, of course, but awkward at a party.