After owning books, almost the next best thing is talking about them.

But if what interests you are stories of the fantastic, I must warn you that this kind of story demands more art and judgment than is ordinarily imagined.

After the pleasure of possessing books there is hardly anything more pleasant than that of speaking of them, and of communicating to the public the innocent richness of thought which we have acquired by the culture of letters.

Literature is the expression of society.

Such days of autumnal decline hold a strange mystery which adds to the gravity of all our moods.

The winter will be long and bleak. Nature has a dismal aspect.

There is something marvelously soft in the study of nature which attaches a name to every being, a thought to every name, affection and memories to every thought.