In my experience tact is usually worse than the brutalities of truth.

The nature of happiness is such that happiness retreats the more intensely you pursue it.

"There is no disputing about tastes," says the old saw. In my experience there is little else.

The critic is the duenna in the passionate affair between playwrights, actors and audiences - a figure dreaded, and occasionally comic, but never welcome, never loved.

No people in the world can make you feel so small as the English.

Conversation in its true meaning isn't all wagging the tongue; sometimes it is a deeply shared silence.

I was not sure I wanted to issue orders to life; I rather liked the Greek notion of allowing Chance to take a formative hand in my affairs.