Cathedrals, luxury liners laden with souls, Holding to the east their hulls of stone.

My face looks like a wedding-cake left out in the rain.

No good opera plot can be sensible, for people do not sing when they are feeling sensible.

I think the first prerequisite to civilization is an ability to make polite conversation.

If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving be me.

Like everything which is not the involuntary result of fleeting emotion but the creation of time and will, any marriage, happy or unhappy, is infinitely more interesting than any romance, however passionate.

A daydream is a meal at which images are eaten. Some of us are gourmets, some gourmands, and a good many take their images precooked out of a can and swallow them down whole, absent-mindedly and with little relish.