Life is like a cucumber. One minute it's in your hand, the next it's up you ass.

I am just a refugee from the long slow toothache of English life. It is terrible to love life so much you can hardly breathe!

These are the moments which are not calculable, and cannot be assessed in words; they live on in the solution of memory, like wonderful creatures, unique of their own kind, dredged up from the floors of some unexplored ocean.

The richest love is that which submits to the arbitration of time.

Life is more complicated than we think, yet far simpler than anyone dares to imagine

You see, nothing matters except pleasure - which is the opposite of happiness, its tragic part, I expect.

The appalling thing is the degree of charity women are capable of. You see it all the time... love lavished on absolute fools. Love's a charity ward, you know.