I hate babies. They're so human.

I always say beauty is only sin deep.

Women and elephants never forget an injury.

Romance at short notice was her speciality.

Poverty keeps together more homes than it breaks up.

Addresses are given to us to conceal our whereabouts.

The cat is domestic only as far as suits its own ends.

I hate posterity - it's so fond of having the last word.

Children are given us to discourage our better emotions.

A little inaccuracy sometimes saves a ton of explanation.

You evidently feel that brevity is the soul of widowhood.

Great Socialist statesmen aren't made, they're still-born.

Mother, may I go and maffick, Tear around and hinder traffic?

He's simply got the instinct for being unhappy highly developed.

His socks compelled one's attention without losing one's respect.

The cook was a good cook, as cooks go; and as cooks go, she went.

He is one of those people who would be enormously improved by death.

In baiting a mousetrap with cheese, always leave room for the mouse.

Monogamy is the Western custom of one wife and hardly any mistresses.

Never be a pioneer. It's the early Christian that gets the fattest lion.

There is no easy in the world neither hard everything is the same in a way.

It's no use growing older if you only learn new ways of misbehaving yourself.

To be clever in the afternoon argues that one is dining nowhere in the evening.

Her frocks are built in Paris, but she wears them with a strong English accent.

I'm living so far beyond my income that we may almost be said to be living apart.

The people of Crete unfortunately make more history than they can consume locally.

Find yourself a cup; the teapot is behind you. Now tell me about hundreds of things.

The man is a common murderer. A common murderer, possible, but a very uncommon cook.

Sophie Chattel-Monkheim was a Socialist by conviction and a Chattel-Monkheim by marriage.

Think how many blameless lives are brightened by the blazing indiscretions of other people.

Children with Hyacinth's temperament don't know better as they grow older; they merely know more.

The sacrifices of friendship were beautiful in her eyes as long as she was not asked to make them.

No one can be an unbeliever nowadays. The Christian apologists have left one nothing to disbelieve.

The young have aspirations that never come to pass, the old have reminiscences of what never happened.

Once a female, always a female. Nature is not always infallible but she always abides by her mistakes.

Life is full of its disappointments, and I suppose the art of being happy is to disguise them as illusions.

The censorious said she slept in a hammock and understood Yeats's poems, but her family denied both stories.

We all know that Prime Ministers are wedded to the truth, but like other wedded couples they sometimes live apart.

I think she must have been very strictly brought up, she's so desperately anxious to do the wrong thing correctly.

I love Americans, but not when they try to talk French. What a blessing it is that they never try to talk English.

Sherard Blaw, the dramatist who had discovered himself, and who had given so ungrudgingly of his discovery to the world.

The revenge of an elder sister may be long in coming, but, like a South-Eastern express, it arrives in its own good time.

But, good gracious, you've got to educate him first. You can't expect a boy to be vicious till he's been to a good school.

To be among people who are smothered in furs when one hasn't any oneself makes one want to break most of the Commandments.

Hating anything in the way of ill-natured gossip ourselves, we are always grateful to those who do it for us and do it well.

A woman who takes her husband about with her everywhere is like a cat that goes on playing with a mouse long after she's killed it.

It is one of the consolations of middle aged reformers that the good that they inculcate must live after them if it is to live at all.

I believe I once considerably scandalized her by declaring that clear soup was a more important factor in life than a clear conscience.

People may say what they like about the decay of Christianity the religious system that produced green Chartreuse can never really die.

It is an admitted fact that the ordinary tomtit of commerce has a sounder aesthetic taste than the average female relative in the country.

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