Thirty-five is a very attractive age. London society is full of women of the very highest birth who have, of their own free choice, remained thirty-five for years.
One should never trust a woman who tells her real age. A woman who would tell one that would tell anything.
To get back my youth I would do anything in the world, except take exercise, get up early, or be respectable.
One should never trust a woman who tells one her real age. A woman who would tell one that would tell one anything.
No woman should ever be quite accurate about her age. It looks so calculating.
Those whom the gods love grow young.
The old believe everything, the middle-aged suspect everything, the young know everything.