Take my camel, dear,' said my aunt Dot, climbing down from that animal on her return from high Mass.

It is a common delusion that you make things better by talking about them.

Life, for all its agonies...is exciting and beautiful, amusing and artful and endearing...and whatever is to come after it -- we shall not have this life again.

So they left the subject and played croquet, which is a very good game for people who are annoyed with one another, giving many opportunities for venting rancor.

At the worst, a house unkept cannot be so distressing as a life unlived.

Once you get to know your neighbors, you are no longer free, you are all tangled up, you have to stop and speak when you are out and you never feel safe when you are in.

The great and recurrent question about Abroad is, is it worth the trouble of getting there?

Human passions against eternal laws -- that is the everlasting conflict.

To lunch with the important ... that should be the daily goal of those for whom life is not a playground but a ladder.

The impulse to ask questions is among the more primitive human lusts.

As to the family, I have never understood how that fits in with the other ideals -- or, indeed, why it should be an ideal at all.

I suppose the secret of his success is in his tremendous idleness which almost approaches the supernatural.

My father would often work all night and sleep during the day, so for us, dinner might be pancakes, and breakfast might be beef stroganoff.

A man who lifts his chin in pride will fail to see the chasm at his feet.

Faith pulls the black mask from the face of trouble, and discovers the angel beneath.

Oh, my Margaret--my Margaret! no one can tell what you are to me! Dead--cold as you lie there you are the only woman I ever loved! Oh, Margaret--Margaret!

Work is no disgrace: it is idleness which is a disgrace.

A great leader's courage to fulfill his vision comes from passion, not position.

Donald Trump's message is that we in the USA, if we're going to have a country, it would be nice too know who is here and why they're here.

Above the titles of wife and mother, which, although dear, are transitory and accidental, there is the title human being, which precedes and out-ranks every other.

THERE'S NO JUSTICE, said Mort. JUST US.