11 Quotes by Winifred Watson

All the men send you orchids because they're expensive and they know that you know they are. But I always kind of think they're cheap, don't you, just because they're expensive. Like telling someone how much you paid for something to show off.

There you are. He's never even taken the trouble to find out your favourite flowers. Now, if he'd done that…! Well! There's something to it. But just to walk in a shop and order some flowers sent round like a pound of butter…no!" said Miss Pettigrew. "I'm sorry. But I can't get excited over that.

Hoity-toity! She wouldn't wickedly flatter a silly old man whom she would never see again. She looked at him severely.'Middle-aged you are,' said Miss Pettigrew with spirit, 'and middle-aged you can't escape being.

Odd, said Miss Pettigrew conversationally, 'the undermining effect of flowers on a woman's common sense.

All these years she had never had the wicked thrill of powdering her nose. Others had experienced that joy. Never she. And all because she lacked courage.

You've gone all red. It's cooking over a hot stove. That's why I've never cultivated the art. It simply ruins the complexion. I'm terribly sorry.""It's all right," said miss Pettigrew with resignation. "I've reached the age when... when complexions don't matter.""Not matter!" said miss LaFosse, shocked. "Complexions always matter.

It’s my last chance. You know it. I know it.

Odd, said Miss Pettigrew conversationally, ’the undermining effect of flowers on a woman’s common sense.

But there’s one thing I found fatal: pitying myself.