She spends her day powdering her face till she looks like a bled pig.

My sort of looks are of the kind that bore me when I see them on other people.

If Kitchener was not a great man, he was, at least, a great poster.

If you have been sunned through and through like an apricot on a wall from your earliest days, you are oversensitive to any withdrawal of heat.

All I can say about my mind is that, like a fire carefully laid by a good housemaid, it is one that any match will light.

I have been devoured all my life by an incurable and burning impatience: and to this day find all oratory, biography, operas, films, plays, books, and persons, too long.

His modesty amounts to deformity.