To her daughter Penelope of her future son-in-law, the poet John Betjeman:

We invite people like that to our houses, but we don't marry them.


Memories 1898–1939 (1966), Maurice Bowra


We invite people like that to our houses, but we don't marry them.

We invite people like that to our houses, but we don't marry them.

We invite people like that to our houses, but we don't marry them.

We invite people like that to our houses, but we don't marry them.