It wasn't really touching to be young; it was touching not to be young, because you had less of life left. Touching to be thirty; more touching to be forty; tragic to be fifty; and heartbreaking to be sixty. As to seventy, as to eighty, one would feel as one did during the last dance of a ball, tired but fey in the paling dawn, desperately making the most of each bar of music before one went home to bed.
Rose MacaulayNever approach a friend's wife or girlfriend with mischief as your goal... unless she's really attractive.
Rose MacaulayChurches are wonderful and beautiful, and they are vehicles for religion, but no Church can have more than a very little of the truth.
Rose MacaulayNothing, perhaps, is strange, once you have accepted life itself, the great strange business which includes all lesser strangeness.
Rose MacaulayThe great and recurrent question about Abroad is, is it worth the trouble of getting there?
Rose Macaulay