The real loneliness is living among all these kind people who only ask one to pretend!

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.

Everybody who does anything at all does too much.

She gave so many reasons that I've forgotten them all.

Since the Americans have ceased to have dyspepsia, they have lost the only thing that gave them any expression.

Little as she was addicted to solitude, there had come to be moments when it seemed a welcome escape from the empty noises of her life.

whatever the uses of a room, they are seriously interfered with if it be not preserved as a world by itself.