“Bring me a cup of tea and the ‘Times.’”

Were women to “unsex” themselves by claiming equality with men, they would become the most hateful, heathen, and disgusting of beings and would surely perish without male protection.

Give my people plenty of beer, good beer, and cheap beer, and you will have no revolution among them.

Nothing will turn a man’s home into a castle more quickly and effectively than a dachshund.

Just close your eyes—and think of England.

[On alcohol:] Total abstinence is an impossibility and it will not do to insist on it as a general practice.

When I think of a merry, happy, and free young girl – and look at the ailing aching state a young wife is generally doomed to – which you can’t deny is the penalty of marriage.

Oh! was ever woman so blessed as I am.

His purity was too great, his aspiration too high for this poor, miserable world! His great soul is now only enjoying that for which it was worthy!

She was such a beautiful and sweet creature and so full of tricks.

You will find as the children grow up that as a rule children are a bitter disappointment – their greatest object being to do precisely what their parents do not wish and have anxiously tried to prevent.

We poor creatures are born for man’s pleasure and amusement, and destined to go through endless sufferings and trials.

Great events make me quiet and calm; it is only trifles that irritate my nerves.

That Book (the BIBLE) accounts for the supremacy of England

Affairs go on, and all will take some shape or other, but it keeps one in hot water all the time.

The important thing is not what they think of me, but what I think of them.

I don’t dislike babies, though I think very young ones rather disgusting.

I played against the Brazilians in ’82, who were definitely the best team never to have won the World Cup.

The World Cup needs a brilliant Brazilian team.

After Russia (winning bronze at Rostelecom Cup), I’m one of the top Canadian ladies.

Learn to drink the cup of life as it comes.

You must learn to drink the cup of life as it comes … without stirring it up from the bottom. That’s where the bitter dregs are!

And this is difficult if you have not entirely persuaded yourself. It is especially tricky to do this if you are also naked, and making two cups of coffee.

For me, the beauty of the blank page, or empty screen,staring up at nine thirty after two cups of coffee and a deep breath remains unique.

Nature waits upon thee still, And thy verdant cup does fill; ‘Tis fill’d wherever thou dost tread, Nature’s self’s thy Ganymede.