One has a greater sense of degradation after an interview with a doctor than from any human experience. – Alice James
The success or failure of a life, as far as posterity goes, seems to lie in the more or less luck of seizing the right moment of escape. – Alice James
It is an immense loss to have all robust and sustaining expletives refined away from one! At. moments of trial refinement is a feeble reed to lean upon. – Alice James
How sick one gets of being good, how much I should respect myself if I could burst out and make everyone wretched for twenty-four hours embody selfishness. – Alice James
He brewed his tea in a blue china pot, poured it into a chipped white cup with forget-me-nots on the handle, and dropped in a dollop of honey and cream. He sat by the window, cup in hand, watching the first snow fall. “I am,” he sighed deeply, “contented as a clam. I am a most happy man.” – Ethel Pochocki, Wildflower Tea, 1993