When love flies it is remembered not as love but as something else.

I have no mystic faith in the people. I have in the individual.

One doesn't come to Italy for niceness," was the retort; "one comes for life. Buon giorno! Buon giorno!

Human beings have their great chance in the novel.

This element of surprise or mystery the detective element as it is sometimes rather emptily called is of great importance in a plot.

Passion should believe itself irresistible. It should forget civility and consideration and all the other curses of a refined nature. Above all, it should never ask for leave where there is a right of way.

In the novel we can know people perfectly, and, apart from the general pleasure of reading, we can find here a compensation for their dimness in life.