For in marriage a little licence, a little independence there must be between people living together day in day out in the same house; which Richard gave her, and she him.
She sighed, she snored, not that she was asleep, only drowsy and heavy, drowsy and heavy, like a field of clover in the sunshine this hot July day, with the bees going round and about and the yellow butterflies.
for she could never think of anything to say to Clarissa, though she liked her. She had lots of fine qualities; but they had nothing in common - she and Clarissa.
There are a million things one might do with a block of wood. But what do you think might happen if someone, just once, believed in it?
Yes, it was dangerous, but we are not put into this world, Mr. Burton, to avoid danger when an important fellow creature's life is at stake. You understand me?
In Egypt, like everywhere, the land is made to fit the sky; but here it is more so. Here it is possible to say, “This is land," and point, and “This is sky," and point, but the eyes can’t discover the dividing line.
...there are women who devote themselves entirely to their families, their husbands and children, and give up cultivating their femininity. Mother rebelled against that paradigm...[Mr. Gregory's Mother]
My dear if you could give me a cup of tea to clear my muddle of a head I should better understand your affairs.
What he knows now is that guilt isn’t the only reason people commit suicide. Sometimes you can just get bored with afternoon TV.
Don’t kiss me,” she said warningly. “I don’t intend to,” he replied, smiling a little. “I don’t have my whip and chair with me.
Had his brain been constructed of silk, he would have been hard put to it to find sufficient material to make a canary a pair of cami-knickers.
He glared at Mr. Diddley’s yellow-toothed smile, and thought how he’d like to shove a toothbrush in his mouth and teach him how to use it.
You can't run from feelings, Charity. You have to face them. Otherwise your future will look just like your past.
A massage is just like a movie, really relaxing and a total escape, except in a massage you're the star. And you don't miss anything by falling asleep!
Sir Humphrey looked like a sleepy old hippo -- and when he yawned in that big, big, hippopotamus way Charity couldn't help doing likewise.
When you fall asleep after a big lunch you're really just saving up energy to work off all the calories later on.
Mr. Armstrong has strong arms. Probably from bicycling so much. And steroids.
Raven: The Reverend Mr Larynx has been called off on duty, to marry or bury (I don't know which) some unfortunate person or persons, at Claydyke:...
Mr. President; give me back my country. Allow people to have their humanity. If you do not do this, history will never absolve you!
He's such a dear, Mr. Garnet. A beautiful, pure, bred Persian. He has taken prizes." "He's always taking something - generally food.
Safe?' said Mr. Beaver. 'Who said anything about safe? 'Course he isn't safe, but he's good. He's the King, I tell you.
