Do you arrange your books alphabetically? (I hope not.)

Men are more interesting in books than they are in real life.

I much prefer whining to counting my blessings.

Do you suppose the St. Swithin's furnace-man was my one true love? Since I never spoke to him, it seems unlikely, but at least it was a passion unscathed by disappointment.

‎What a blight that woman is. Do you happen to know why? I lean toward a malignant fairy at her christening.

I don't want to be married just to be married. I can't think of anything lonelier than spending the rest of my life with someone I can't talk to, or worse, someone I can't be silent with.

I never met a man half so true as a dog. Treat a dog right, and he'll treat you right. He'll keep you company, be your friend, and never ask you no questions. Cats is different, but I never held that against 'em.