After all, one knows one's weak points so well, that it's rather bewildering to have the critics overlook them and invent others.
In the summer New York was the only place in which one could escape from New Yorkers.
The visible world is a daily miracle, for those who have eyes and ears.
We can't behave like people in novels, though, can we?
Every house is a mad-house at some time or another.
... there are spines to which the immobility of worship is not a strain.