The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world.

I'd far rather leave a thought behind me than a child. Other people can have children.

Expansion, that is the idea the novelist must cling to, not completion, not rounding off, but opening out.

Roger Fry is painting me. It is too like me at present, but he is confident he will be able to alter that. Post-Impressionism is at present confined to my lower lip... and to my chin.

History develops, art stands still.

Are not beauty and delicacy the same?

I do like Christmas on the whole.... In its clumsy way, it does approach Peace and Goodwill. But it is clumsier every year.