You have no idea how promising the world begins to look once you have decided to have it all for yourself. And how much healthier your decisions are once they become entirely selfish.

Fiction is the great repository of the moral sense. The wicked get punished.

A man of such obvious and exemplary charm must be a liar.

The essence of romantic love is that wonderful beginning, after which sadness and impossibility may become the rule.

The self-fulfilled woman is far from reality.

The lessons taught in great books are misleading. The commerce in life is rarely so simple and never so just.

I suppose what one wants really is ideal company and books are ideal company.