She was a handsome woman of forty-five and would remain so for many years.

Marriage is like paying an endless visit in your worst clothes.

I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.

The more we elaborate our means of communication, the less we communicate.

Many a man is praised for his reserve and so-called shyness when he is simply too proud to risk making a fool of himself.

Living in an age of advertisement, we are perpetually disillusioned. The perfect life is spread before us every day, but it changes and withers at a touch.