The advance of regret can be so gradual that it is impossible to say "yesterday I was happy, today I am not.

Aziz winked at him slowly and said: “...There are many ways of being a man; mine is to express what is deepest in my heart.

Some leave our life with tears, others with an insane frigidity; Mrs. Wilcox had taken the middle course, which only rarer natures can pursue. She had kept proportion. She had told a little of her grim secret to her friends, but not too much; she had shut up her heart--almost, but not entirely. It is thus, if there is any rule, that we ought to die--neither as victim nor as fanatic, but as the seafarer who can greet with an equal eye the deep that he is entering, and the shore that he must leave.

The final test for a novel will be our affection for it, as it is the test of our friends, and of anything else which we cannot define.

There lies at the back of every creed something terrible and hard for which the worshipper may one day be required to suffer.

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.

Do not be proud of your inconsistency. It is a pity, it is a pity that we should be equipped like this. It is a pity that Man cannot be at the same time impressive and truthful.