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They seemed to come suddenly upon happiness as if they had surprised a butterfly in the winter woods
How I hate everything!
Life is made up of compromises.
... caprice is as ruinous as routine.
I can't love you unless I give you up.
Some things are best mended by a break.
My little dog - a heartbeat at my feet.
We ought to be opening a bottle of wine!
Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.
Each time you happen to me all over again.
[I]t's safer to be fond of dangerous people.
Happiness is a work of art. Handle with care.
Silence may be as variously shaded as speech.
Poetry and art are the breath of life to her.
The moment my eyes fell on him, I was content.
Her failure was a useful preliminary to success.
Everybody who does anything at all does too much.
Everything may be labelled- but everybody is not.
The air of ideas is the only air worth breathing.
Life is the saddest thing there is, next to death.
... naturalness is not always consonant with taste.
It was harder to drown at sunrise than in darkness.
Every house is a mad-house at some time or another.
A New York divorce is in itself a diploma of virtue.
She gave so many reasons that I've forgotten them all.
We can't behave like people in novels, though, can we?
Her vivid smile was like a light held up to dazzle me.
There's no such thing as old age, there is only sorrow.
I don't believe in God, but I do believe in His saints.
Life's just a perpetual piecing together of broken bits.
To know when to be generous and when firm—that is wisdom.
Beware of monotony; it's the mother of all the deadly sins.
She would not have put herself out so much to say so little.
There's nothing grimmer than the tragedy that wears a comic mask.
Half the trouble in life is caused by pretending there isn't any.
She had no tolerance for scenes which were not of her own making.
Inkstands and tea-cups are never as full as when one upsets them.
True originality consists not in a new manner but in a new vision.
If only we'd stop trying to be happy we'd have a pretty good time.
Life is always a tightrope or a feather bed. Give me the tightrope.
The only thing to do is to hug one's friends tight and do one's job.
Life has a way of overgrowing its achievements as well as its ruins.
The only way not to think about money is to have a great deal of it.
One cares so little for the style in which one's praises are written.
Is there nowhere in an American house where one may be by one's self?
Who's 'they'? Why don't you all get together and be 'they' yourselves?
We shall hurt others less. Isn't it, after all, what you always wanted?
If only we'd stop trying to be happy, we could have a pretty good time.
The visible world is a daily miracle, for those who have eyes and ears.
She was not accustomed to taste the joys of solitude except in company.
