Do come back and draw the ferrets, they are the most lovely noble darlings in the world.

Why, why are people all balls of bitter dust? Because they won't fall off the tree when they're ripe. They hang on to their old positions when the position is overpast, till they become infested with little worms and dry-rot.

I think societal instinct much deeper than sex instinct — and societal repression much more devastating.

For how can a man stand, unless he have something sure under his feet. Can a man tread the unstable water all his life, and call that standing? Better give in and drown at once.

The Spanish wine, my God, it is foul, catpiss is champagne compared, this is the sulphurous urination of some aged horse.

We have buried so much of the delicate magic of life.

Towns oftener swamp one than carry one out onto the big ocean of life.