a woman of the world should always be the mistress of sorrow and not its servant. She may have a grief but never a grievance.

I am going to make everything around me beautiful - that will be my life.

Be pretty if you can, be witty if you must, but be gracious if it kills you.

I believe in optimism & plenty of white paint.

It is the personality of the mistress that the home expresses. Men are forever guests in our homes, no matter how much happiness they may find there.

The cardinal virtue of all beauty is restraint.

You will express yourself in your house whether you want to or not.

I was born with the courage to live. Only those are unwise who have never dared to be fools.

What is the goal? A house that is like the life that goes with it, a house that gives us beauty as we understand it- and beauty of a nobler kind that we may grow to understand.

Light, air and comfort - these three things I must always have in a room.

[At first sight of the Acropolis:] It's beige! My color!

I'm like a starving man who has been given food. Maybe he's cold, and his clothes are torn, and he's ashamed, but he's not unhappy.

Judging art is like caging a bird. Instead of seeing it soar, you can only watch it flutter.

Let my memories of you be like water on the moon. A beautiful impossibility - but allowing me to sleep and dream of infinite beginnings rather than Othello endings.

There is wisdom in knowing your limits and then daring to push past them. Choose to live an exceptional life.

Kloo nodded at Lex in an indescribably maternal way, somehow cramming a lifetime of compassion, support, and tenderness all into one slight bounce of the head.

Even the bad books I write are satisfying. I'm my least critical reader.

No matter how advanced our economy might be, no matter how sophisticated our equipment becomes, for the foreseeable future we will still depend on fossil fuels.

There is not much new in management, but there is a lot new in business.

Forget all feuds, and shed one English tear O'er English dust. A broken heart lies here.

I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.