Life is like a box of terrible analogies.

Nothing is so dangerous as being too modern; one is apt to grow old fashioned quite suddenly.

He watched it with that strange interest in trivial things that we try to develop when things of high import make us afraid, or when we are stirred by some new emotion for which we cannot find expression.

No publisher should ever express an opinion of the value of what he publishes. That is a matter entirely for the literary critic to decide.

If I am occasionally a little over-dressed, I make up for it by being always immensely over-educated.

Fashion is what one wears oneself. What is unfashionable is what other people wear.

The dim roar of London was like the bourdon note of a distant organ