Pedimented doors to right and left, an oil painting of the
Had found it difficult to sleep since my husband had been killed, and now I lay rigid under the canopy of the four-poster re-living the extraordinary day, piecing together the anomalies, the small inc...
[Mr. Collins] began by stating that he could find no words to express his shock and abhorrence, and then proceeded to find a great number, few of them appropriate and none of them helpful.
What is there to be frightened of? We shall be dealing only with men.
We were polluting the planet with our numbers; if we were breeding less it was to be welcomed.
We are neither of us the people we were then. Let us look on the past only as it gives us pleasure, and to the future with confidence and hope.
There are few activities so agreeable as spending a friend's money to your own satisfaction and his benefit.
Theo awoke to a weight of vague unease, not heavy enough to be called anxiety, but a mild unfocused depression, like the last tatters of an unremembered but disagreeable dream.
The world of the terminally ill is the world of neither the living nor the dead.
The world is changed not by the self-regarding, but by men and women prepared to make fools of themselves.
Success in moderation was no doubt better for the character than failure, but too much of it and he would lose his cutting edge.
Perfect fear casteth out love, thought Gabriel. The aphorism pleased him.
Murder changes everything.
I can still picture the two sisters sitting together on the terrace, well wrapped up against the chill, one with her terminal cancer, the other with her cardiac asthma and arthritis, envy and resentme...
But gratitude can be the very devil sometimes, particularly if you have to be grateful for services you’d rather be without.
Were. It was as pointlessly presumptuous to try to change them as it was impertinent to pity them.
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We all die alone. We shall endure death as once we endured birth. You can’t share either experience.
Unmarried, solitary, unsociable; why should I expect my writing to be any more successful than my life?
They had lived to see their simple patriotism derided, their morality despised, their savings devalued. They caused no trouble. Millions of pounds of public money wasn’t regularly siphoned into their...