My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death. One of us has got to go.

There is a fatality about good resolutions – that they are always made too late

The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely. All art is quite useless.

Illusion is the first of all pleasures.

The Americans are identical to the British in all respects except, of course, language.

Now and then it is a joy to have one's table red with wine and roses.

Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, and by degrees the forms and colours of things are restored to them, and we watch the dawn remaking the world in its antique pattern.