I love Evensong. There's something sad and essentially…

“She had been feeling that things were pretty desperate if one found oneself talking about and almost quoting Matthew Arnold to comparative strangers, though…

— Barbara Pym

“He is a brilliant man, said Miss Doggett. She helped him a good deal in his work, I think. Mrs. Bonner says that she…

— Barbara Pym

Life is cruel and we do terrible things to each other.

— Barbara Pym

“One wouldn't believe there could be so many people, and one must love them all.”

— Barbara Pym

“-Hoy no pareces tú misma- dijo él en tono censurador-. Espero que no haya sido el Nuits Saint Georges. -Ya sabes que no estoy…

— Barbara Pym

I stretched out my hand towards the little bookshelf where I kept cookery and devotional books, the most comfortable bedside reading.

— Barbara Pym

“Jane felt that he would write from the depths of a wretchedness that would not necessarily be insincere because its outward signs were so…

— Barbara Pym

“You lose your sense of perspective when you get too close, and the charm goes.”

— Barbara Pym

“I hope you don’t mind tea in mugs,’ she said, coming in with a tray. ‘I told you I was a slut.”

— Barbara Pym

“Let me hasten to add that I am not at all like Jane Eyre, who must have given hope to so many plain women…

— Barbara Pym

“However romantically ill John might look, it seemed that he had nothing worse than an unromantic cold.”

— Barbara Pym

The burden of keeping three people in toilet paper seemed to me rather a heavy one.

— Barbara Pym

“How could she explain to him what her love was like? That although it was a love stronger than death, it wasn’t the kind…

— Barbara Pym

“I have often wondered whether it is really a good thing to be honest by nature and upbringing; certainly it is not a good…

— Barbara Pym

“Oh, yes, men are very simple and obvious in some ways, you know. They generally react in the way one would expect and it…

— Barbara Pym