If You Are Losing Your Leisure, Look

Thank Heavens, The Sun Has Gone In And I Don’t Have To Go Out And Enjoy It.

To Become Young Again Would Seem To Me An Appalling Prospect. Youth Is A Kind Of Delirium, Which Can Be Cured, If It Is Ever Cured At All, By Years Of Painful Treatment.

What I Like In A Good Author Is Not What He Says But What He Whispers.

A Slight Touch Of Friendly Malice And Amusement Towards Those We Love Keeps Our Affections For Them From Turning Flat.

If They Lost The Incredible Conviction That They Can Change Their Wives Or Husbands, Marriage Would Collapse At Once.