Women are so perverse. Look how they won’t wear black when nothing suits them so well!
ADA LEVERSONTo a woman–I mean, a nice woman–there is no such thing as men. There is a man; and either she is so fond of him that she can talk of nothing else, however unfavourably, or so much in love with him that she never mentions his name.
More Ada Leverson Quotes
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A morbid propensity that causes great suffering in domestic life is often curiously infectious to the very person for whom it creates most suffering.
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A butler in an English household should, however, be English, and as much like an archbishop as possible.
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Suspense is torture … but delightful–or there’d be no gambling in the world.
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You don’t really know a woman until she writes you a letter.
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Everything comes to the man who won’t wait.
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an optimist is the man who looks after your eyes, and the pessimist the person who looks after your feet.
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It is all very well to say that children are happier with mud pies and rag dolls than with these elaborate delights.
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She could carry off anything; and some people said that she did.
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Since in a crisis they are usually dense, fatally doing the wrong thing. It is hardly too much to say that most domestic tragedies are caused by the feminine intuition of men and the want of it in women.
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envy, as a rule, is of success rather than of merit. No one would have objected to his talent deserving recognition – only to his getting it.
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There may be something in this theory, but when their amusements are carried to such a point of luxurious and imaginative perfection it certainly gives them great and even unlimited enjoyment at the time.
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I suggested to Oscar Wilde that he should go a step further than these minor poets; he should publish a book all margin; full of beautiful, unwritten thoughts.
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Looking at the poems of John Gray when I saw the tiniest rivulet of text meandering through the very largest meadow of margin,
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The Futurists?…. Well, of course, they are already past.
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Fog and hypocrisy – that is to say, shadow, convention, decency – these were the very things that lent to London its poetry and romance.
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