If you are cast in a different mould to the majority, it is no merit of yours: Nature did it.

The writer who possesses the creative gift owns something of which he is not always master - something that, at times, strangely wills and works for itself.

It is good to be attracted out of ourselves, to be forced to take a near view of the sufferings, the privations, the efforts, the difficulties of others.

Daydreams are the delusions of the devil.

Life is so constructed, that the event does not, cannot, will not, match the expectation.

Every atom of your flesh is as dear to me as my own: in pain and sickness it would still be dear.

I envy you your peace of mind, your clean conscience, your unpolluted memory. Little girl, a memory without blot of contamination must be an exquisite treasure-an inexhaustible source of pure refreshment: is it not?