The laws of England will protect the rights of British subjects, and give a remedy for a grievance committed by one British subject upon another, in whatever country that may be done.

Interior design is a travesty of the architectural process and a frightening condemnation of the credulity, helplessness and gullibility of the most formidable consumers - the rich.

It is the fragrant lack of practicality that makes high-heeled shoes so fascinating: in terms of static mechanics they induce a sort of insecurity which some find titillating.

It is sometimes easier to have furniture made than to find things.

The assumption must be that those who can see value only in tradition, or versions of it, deny man's ability to adapt to changing circumstances.

I know of no case in which you are to have a judicial proceeding, by which a man is to be deprived of any part of his property, without his having an opportunity of being heard.

I have no particular interest in antiquities or antiques, but I like things to meet a certain aesthetic.

Vermeer's woman reading a letter is as full of latent or subliminal kitsch as Tolstoy's War and Peace.

Every object and purpose of justice is effectually answered, and every supposed inconvenience is effectually rebutted by the law as it stands.

The happiest marriages are full of alternative lives, lived in the head, unknown to the partner.

I wouldn't mind someone lobbing hand grenades at me, but having to reset the timer on the video recorder puts me into a blood-spitting frenzy.

You are a beautiful flower of love in the endless wilderness of time.

It is always an attractive moment when curiosity takes hold.

For the first time in her life, Jocelyn felt the hot shame of being underdressed for a party.

The Gardener does not create the Garden. The Garden creates the Gardener.

When I meet a woman whose energy falters at the first barrier,she seems to fade beside my mother.

To become a thoroughly good man is the best prescription for keeping a sound mind and a sound body.

If you sent me to cover a pie-baking contest on Mother's Day, I'm going to ask dear old Mom why she used artificial sweetener or stole the apples!

I don't see how anybody could have a passion for nature without having an equally developed tolerance for the cold.

If making an error doesn't make you mad, what's the point? Why put all the work in?

Our unborn never got to grow, never got to see what's, next, In this world full of countless threats.