He bit his lip in a manner which immediately awakened my maternal sympathy, and I helped him bite it.

English life, while very pleasant, is rather bland. I expected kindness and gentility and I found it, but there is such a thing as too much couth.

I loathe writing. On the other hand I'm a great believer in money.

There is something about a home aquarium which sets my teeth on edge the moment I see it. Why anyone would want to live with a small container of stagnant water populated by a half-dead guppy is beyond me.

"In France," Marcel said with wintry dignity, "accidents occur in the bedroom, not the kitchen."

The dubious privilege of a freelance writer is he’s given the freedom to starve anywhere.

Only the scenario writers are exempt. These are tied between the tails of two spirited Caucasian ponies, which are then driven off in opposite directions. This custom is called a conference.