You – you insufferable – ” “I give you credit for cleverness – ” “ – scurrilous, despicable – ” “ – but it is time you returned to where you belong.” “ – pompous, controlling ass.” Unwisely, he smirked. “Now, now, my dear. Language.

A watch merely assures me that eternity may be measured, and therefore, may end.

An excellent servant is always present, yet rarely seen or heard. Much like a specter who happens to enjoy cleaning.” – The Dowager Marchioness of Wallingham to her butler.

Perhaps I do not have the sense to tell a duke from a dray horse. But such a thing might prove easier if the former did not so perfectly resemble the latter’s backside.” The.

Perfection is, after all, a form of banality.

“While I agree men fancy a good meal, Meredith, I daresay the stomach is not the most direct route to a man’s heart. That organ lies a good bit lower.” —The Dowager Marchioness of Wallingham to the Countess of Berne upon learning of said lady’s supper menu

“Clever battle strategy often resembles madness. Knowing the difference … ah, well, the victors have the privilege of defining that, do they not?” —The Dowager Marchioness of Wallingham upon news of Napoleon’s escape from Elba