Life Among the Savages is a disrespectful memoir of my children.

In ten years I will be a beautiful charming lovely lady writer without any husband or children but lots of lovers and everyone will read the books I write and want to marry me but I will never marry any of them. I will have lots of money and jewels too.

All I could think of when I got a look at the place from the outside was what fun it would be to stand out there and watch it burn down.

Bridge is a game for the undivided intellect.

In the country of the story the writer is king.

Poor strangers, they have so much to be afraid of.

You will be wondering about that sugar bowl, I imagine, is it still in use? You are wondering, has it been cleaned? You may very well ask, was it thoroughly washed?