When I left the room after sitting next to Mr. Gladstone, I thought he was the cleverest man in England. But after sitting next to Mr. Disraeli, I thought I was the cleverest woman in England.
It is a secret in the Oxford sense. You may tell it to only one person at a time.
.. . and almost at the same moment I knew that I had met this before, long, long ago (it…
We confess our little faults to persuade people that we have no large ones.