Quotes from Ronald Firbank

It was the 'Marriage.'" "What do people marry for?" Miss Wardle said. I've sometimes wondered." "My dear, don't ask me." "One marries for latitude, I suppose." "Or to become a widow." "I'd give such worlds to be a widow," Miss Pontypool declared. "It's a difficult thing to be," Mrs. Barrow assured her.

After (a rebours) came the Martyrdom, spoken often of as "I've had such a busy morning!", the saints' final word.

And extending a withered hand in the direction of the vote she slipped some salted almonds into her bosom.

To be an actress," she said; "to ruin one's life before a room full of people ... What fun!

Russiaphobia; what is that?" "Wearing one's rubies and emeralds at the same time," Mrs. Shamefoot said in a hushed voice.

If we are all a part of god," she says, "then God must indeed be horrible.

And his employees already are entrenched at the corner of Whip-me-Whop-me Street at Mrs. Cresswell's old Flagellites Club." Aurelia raised her eyes. "Surely in such a sweet old house it would feel almost vulgar to be alive!

She would be. If you asked her for her hymn-book she'd imagine it was being borrowed for some felonious purpose." Aurelia looked interested. "I don't see what one could do with a hymn-book," she exclaimed. Mrs. Wookie's nose grew long again. "Don't you?" she answered. "Neither do I.

Curates are such triflers.

With her streaming strings and veils she suggested, from behind, the Goddess Hathor as a sacred cow.

Twirling her sunshade with short, sharp twirls that implied the click of a revolver.

Her voice harkening to the period of her heels -- Louis XV.

If I recollect, it's a mystic medley of mauves.

He has referred to the Bishop as a Faun crowned with roses," Lady Anne said severely. "I heart it was a Satyr.

Life, after all, seemed less raw after a glass of champagne.

In this heat," she observed, "champagne is so much more refreshing than tea.

All millionaires love a baked apple.