“Good,’ said Mr Carton. ‘Why children, a loathsome breed who should be kept under hatches or in monasteries till they have acquired some rudiments of manners and consideration for others, should be encouraged to think themselves of importance now, I… — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
“I am what is known as an omnivorous reader and it all goes right through me and out of my mouth.” — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
“Besides,’ he added, ‘Catriona Ellangowan is a charming woman. I nearly married her myself once, but she very rightly turned me down for Ellangowan… — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
“I never did take sugar in my tea, or in coffee,’ said the Vicar. ‘I have always disliked it. But I understood that by… — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
“Why a widow should raise an attractive or pathetic image in one’s mind, or at the worst something rather bold and dashing, while widower… — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
“My first novel was only a try-out,’ said David carelessly. The sort of thing every undergraduate has to write, but now I know much… — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
“It need hardly be said that the qualities which filled Martin with the pangs of hero-worship were not altogether those which David’s parents would… — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
“Madame Boulle, in spite of her experiences among the highest English families, was amazed at the coolness shown by Lady Emily. A grandchild in… — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
First love is an astounding experience and if the object happens to be totally unworthy and love not really love at all, it makes… — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
If there is one pleasure on earth which surpasses all others, it is leaving a play before the end. I might perhaps except the… — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
“To Mrs Belton’s relief the lights in the hall were now put out and the curtains drawn apart. As all amateur theatricals are exclusively… — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
I suppose everybody has a mental picture of the days of the week, some seeing them as a circle, some as an endless line,… — Angela Thirkell Copy Share Image
