Ah, good conversation - there's nothing like it, is there? The air of ideas is the only air worth breathing.

I was never allowed to read the popular American children's books of my day because, as my mother said, the children spoke bad English without the author's knowing it.

In every heart there should be one grief that is like a well in the desert.

Any rapidly enacted episode. . .should be seen through only one pair of eyes.

In the rotation of crops there was a recognized season for wild oats; but they were not sown more than once.

Until the raw ingredients of a pudding make a pudding, I shall never believe that the raw material of sensation and thought can make a work of art without the cook's intervening.

...though she had not had the strength to shake off the spell that bound her to him she had lost all spontaneity of feeling, and seemed to herself to be passively awaiting a fate she could not avert.