Like dear St. Francis of Assisi I am wedded to Poverty: but in my case the marriage is not a success.

I never approve, or disapprove, of anything now. It is an absurd attitude to take towards life.

Ultimately the bond of all companionship, whether in marriage or in friendship, is conversation, and conversation must have a common basis, and between two people of widely different culture the only common basis possible is the lowest level.

Nothing looks so like innocence as an indiscretion.

We have quite the same ideas. No; I think our ideas are quite different. But he has been most pleasant.

I find it harder and harder every day to live up to my blue china.

I want to be good. I can't bear the idea of my soul being hideous.