They look quite promising in the shop; and not entirely without hope when I get them back into my wardrobe. But then, when I put them on they tend to deteriorate with a very strange rapidity and one feels so sorry for them.
— Joyce Grenfell
Happiness is the sublime moment when you get out of your corsets at night.
There is no such thing as the pursuit of happiness, but there is the discovery of joy.
Progress everywhere today does seem to come so very heavily disguised as Chaos.
