I often wonder if we were all characters in one of God's dreams.

It's a whydunnit in q-sharp major and it has a message: never talk to the sort of girls that you wouldn't leave lying about in your drawing-room for the servants to pick up.

You look for one thing and you find another.

There was altogether too much candor in married life; it was an indelicate modern idea, and frequently led to upsets in a household, if not divorce.

it never really occurred to her that literary men, if they like women at all, do not want literary women but girls.

The sacrifice of pleasures is of course itself a pleasure.

It is well, when in difficulties, to say never a word, neither black nor white. Speech is silver but silence is golden.