[On marriage:] Someone once said that it was like a crowded church - those outside were endeavouring to get in, and those inside were making violent efforts to get out.

it always seems to me as if the lavender was a little woman in a green dress, with a lavender bonnet and a white kerchief. She's one of those strong, sweet, wholesome people, who always rest you, and her sweetness lingers long after she goes away.

it is bad manners to contradict a guest. You must never insult people in your own house - always go to theirs.

Nothing in the world was ever built without a dream at the beginning.

On that first day when we look back, either happily or with remorse, to the stony ways over which we have traveled, losing concern for that part of the journey which is yet to come, we have grown old.

Marriage is the process by which a woman deprives herself of an escort.

Sins of commission are far more productive of happiness than the sins of omission.