There are some who go through life with a shadow hanging over them, particularly if they live in a building which has long wide awnings.
Announcing your death should be like announcing that you are a lunar moth: It must be done quietly or it will not be believed.
Life never end when you are in it.
Dead women tell no tales. Sad men write them down.
Tears are curious things, for like earthquakes or puppet shows, they can occur at any time, without any warning and without any good reason.
Someone feeling wronged is like someone feeling thirsty. Don’t tell them they aren’t. Sit with them and have a drink.
People who say money doesn’t matter are like people who say cake doesn’t matter – it’s probably because they’ve already had a few slices.
The hallway was lined with numbered doors, odd numbers on one side and even numbers on the other, and large ornamental vases, too large to hold flowers and too small to hold spies.
All cannot be lost when there is still so much being found.
If you are trying to fool a farsighted or dimwitted person, a veiled facial disguise might be enough.
There are two types of panicking: standing still and not saying a word, and leaping all over the place babbling anything that comes into your head.
I’m happier than a pig eating bacon!
I write storys to entertain not to be the best.
There’s an easy method for finding someone when you hear them scream. First get a clean sheet of paper and a sharp pencil. Then sketch out nine rows of fourteen squares each. Then throw the piece of paper away and find whoever is screaming so you can help them. It is no time to fiddle with paper.
Death is something you cannot escape, such as death, or a cheesecake that has curdled, both of which always turn up sooner later.
Like People, animals will become frightened and likely do whatever you say if you whip them enough.
In the secret pocket, she often kept a small pocket dictionary, which she would take out whenever she encountered a word she did not know.
I am heartbroken, but I have been heartbroken before, and this might be the best for which I can hope.
For Beatrice, our love broke my heart, and stopped yours.
The smell of cooking food is often a calming one.