Most of the things one worries about never happen.

I used to do miserably in English literature, which I thought was a sign of moral turpitude. As I look back on it, I think it was rather to my credit. The notion of actually putting writers' words into other words is quite ridiculous because why bother if writers mean what they mean, and if they don't, why read them? There is, I suppose, a case for studying literary works in depth, but I don't quite know what 'in depth' means unless you read a paragraph over and over again.

Being in a rage was rather like being out in a thunderstorm - you couldn't hear yourself think.

My dear father always said that when everybody had a telephone nobody would have any manners, because there wouldn't be time for them. And of course he was perfectly right.

Once a suggestion has entered the general atmosphere of human thought, it is very difficult to neutralise it.

Husbands and wives quarrel a lot more than anyone thinks, and it's oftener about little things than big ones.

Any road is bound to arrive somewhere if you follow it far enough