Anger was both a disfiguring and a revealing passion.

Money's a very serious thing - especially when you haven't got any.

Mary Stuart wrote, 'My end is in my beginning.' It is easier to agree with her than to decide what is the beginning, and what is the end.

A good many established writers seem to have the feeling that some day they are going to be found out, revealed as frauds.

You cannot divide minds into sexes. Each human being presents an individual problem.

The fact is, people who don't have any misfortunes are very irritating to their neighbours. No opportunities for popping in with condolences and new-laid eggs. No visits to the afflicted. No opportunities for the milk of human kindness to flow. Naturally it doesn't.

You can't do such a lot and do it all so well and have much time left for the ordinary human feelings.