You know more than you think you know, just as you know less than you want to know.

Schools should be the most beautiful place in every town and village-so beautiful that the punishment for undutiful children should be barred from going to school the following day.

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

He wanted to be where no one would know who he was. He wanted to escape from himself.

It is a much cleverer thing to talk nonsense than to listen to it.

One's dreams must be big enough so as not to lose sight of them.

Miss Prism: Do not speak slightingly of the three-volume novel, Cecily. I wrote one myself in earlier days. Cecily: Did you really, Miss Prism? How wonderfully clever you are! I hope it did not end happily? I don't like novels that end happily. They depress me so much. Miss Prism: The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.