Only mediocrities progress. An artist revolves in a cycle of masterpieces, the first of which is no less perfect than the last.

There was so much in you that charmed me that I felt I must tell you something about yourself. I thought how tragic it would be if you were wasted.

A map of the world that does not include Utopia is not worth even glancing at, for it leaves out the one country at which Humanity is always landing. And when Humanity lands there, it looks out, and, seeing a better country, sets sail. Progress is the realisation of Utopias.

The aim of the liar is simply to charm, to delight, to give pleasure. He is the very basis of civilized society.

But she is happiest alone. She is happiest alone.

To make a good salad is to be a brilliant diplomatist - the problem is entirely the same in both cases. To know exactly how much oil one must put with one's vinegar.

If you want to be a doormat you have to lay yourself down first.