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

I'd be ashamed to see a woman walking around with my name-label on her, address and railway station, like a wardrobe trunk.

My God, these folks don't know how to love - that's why they love so easily.

The novel is the one bright book of life. Books are not life. They are only tremulations on the ether. But the novel as a tremulation can make the whole man alive tremble.

Oh, for the wonder that bubbles into my soul.

The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.

Sentimentalism is the working off on yourself of feelings you haven't really got.