Yes; quaint and curious war is! You shoot a fellow down you'd treat if met where any bar is, or help to half-a-crown.

When women are secret they are secret indeed; and more often then not they only begin to be secret with the advent of a second lover.

Measurement of life should be proportioned rather to the intensity of the experience than to its actual length.

...she moved about in a mental cloud of many-coloured idealities, which eclipsed all sinister contingencies by its brightness.

You overrate my capacity of love. I don't posess half the warmth of nature you believe me to have. An unprotected childhood in a cold world has beaten gentleness out of me.

Like the British Constitution, she owes her success in practice to her inconsistencies in principle.

Well, what I mean is that I shouldn't mind being a bride at a wedding, if I could be one without having a husband.