She took a moment to lament her lack of parasol. Every time she left the house, she felt keenly the absence of her heretofore ubiquitous accessory.

I never gossip. I observe. And then relay my observations to practically everyone.

Oh, Major, you do so love to annoy, don't you?""It is the stuff of living, my lady.

Lyall's face went deadpan as he relayed the details, as those who are tortured or raped will become when they retell the pattern of abuse

Will the last person on the planet please turn off the lights?

What do I care about law? Ain't I got the power?

They were pretty tired by now of course; but not what I’d call bitterly tired – only slow and feeling very dreamy and tired as one does when one is coming to the end of a long day in the open.

Look," I whisper to Cat, "Shooting star! That's good luck." She rolls her eyes. "It's a plane, you idiot," she says, and when I look again I can see that she's right. Typical.

The world is filled with unmarried marriage counselors.

I want to be able to manipulate and control my career from the creative side.

An idle head is a boxe for the winde.

[Marxism will] in a generation or so [go] into the limbo of most heresies, but meanwhile it will have poisoned the Russian Revolution.

Government jobs are not an addition to the country's payroll; they are an increase in the nation's payload.

A coward is much more exposed to quarrels than a man of spirit.