there are two kinds of humanity, those who dream and those who don't, and both tend to despise, or to tolerate, the other.

It is the mark of great people to treat trifles as trifles and important matters as important.

Whenever I met anyone who knew anything, I would bore them stiff until they told me what they knew.

Man who is he? Too bad, to be the work of God: Too good for the work of chance!

I have to conclude that fiction is better at 'the truth' than a factual record.

For she was of that generation who, having found nothing in religion, had formed themselves through literature.

Think wrongly, if you please, but in all cases think for yourself.