I am a Jane Austenite, and therefore slightly imbecile about Jane Austen. My fatuous expression, and airs of personal immunity-how ill they sit on the face, say,of a Stevensonian! But Jane Austen is so different. She is my favourite author! I read and reread, the mouth open and the mind closed. Shut up in measureless content, I greet her by the name of most kind hostess, while criticism slumbers.

...though nothing is damaged, everything is changed.

He was obliged however to throw over Christianity. Those who base their conduct upon what they are rather than upon what they ought to be, always must throw it over in the end . . . .

Unless we remember we cannot understand.

Spoon feeding in the long run teaches us nothing but the shape of the spoon.

Those who prepared for all the emergencies of life beforehand may equip themselves at the expense of joy.

Life never gives us what we want at the moment that we consider appropriate.