I distrust Great Men. They produce a desert of uniformity around them and often a pool of blood too, and I always feel a little man's pleasure when they come a cropper.
Pity wraps the student of the past in an ambrosial cloud, and washes his limbs with eternal youth.
One has two duties - to be worried and not to be worried.
The historian records, but the novelist creates.
I'm a holy man minus the holiness.
Long books, when read, are usually overpraised, because the reader wishes to convince others and himself that he has not wasted his time.