The English countryside, its growth and its destruction, is a genuine and tragic theme.

He educated Maurice, or rather his spirit educated Maurice's spirit, for they themselves became equal. Neither thought "Am I led; am I leading?" Love had caught him out of triviality and Maurice out of bewilderment in order that two imperfect souls might touch perfection.

Pity wraps the student of the past in an ambrosial cloud, and washes his limbs with eternal youth.

America is rather like life. You can usually find in it what you look for It will probably be interesting, and it is sure to be large.

There has been, is, and always will be every conceivable type of person.

What the world most needs today are negative virtues - not minding people, not being huffy, touchy, irritable or revengeful.

Truth is a flower in whose neighbourhood others must wither.