I have only got down on to paper, really, three types of people: the person I think I am, the people who irritate me, and the people I'd like to be.

This desire to govern a woman -- it lies very deep, and men and women must fight it together.... But I do love you surely in a better way then he does." He thought. "Yes -- really in a better way. I want you to have your own thoughts even when I hold you in my arms.

People in a novel can be understood completely by the reader, if the novelist can be understood completely by the reader, if the novelist wishes; their inner as well as their outer life can be exposed.

Sometimes I think too much fuss is made about marriage. Century after century of carnal embracement and we're still no nearer to understanding one another.

'A friend,' he repeated, sentimental suddenly. 'Someone to last your whole life and you his. I suppose such a thing can't really happen outside sleep.'

“It is Fate that I am here,” persisted George. “But you can call it Italy if it makes you less unhappy.”

Beethoven's Fifth Symphony is the most sublime noise that has ever penetrated into the ear of man.