Quotes About Honoria

That sounded good," Daisy said with surprise. "It sounded like a fish vomiting," Sarah said into the piano. "A charming image," Honoria remarked. "I don't think fish do vomit," Daisy remarked, "and if they did, I don't think it would sound like—

Honoria had a plan. It had come to her in church that morning. (The ladies went; the gentlemen somehow managed to get out of it.) It wasn't terribly complicated; she needed only a sunny day, a halfway acceptable sense of direction, and a shovel.

I once got engaged to his daughter Honoria, a ghastly dynamic exhibit who read Nietzsche and had a laugh like waves breaking on a stern and rockbound coast.

The scheme had been, if I remember, that after lunch I should go off and caddy for Honoria on a shopping tour down Regent Street; but when she got up and started collecting me and the rest of her things, Aunt Agatha stopped her.