Solitary and farouche people don't have relationships; they are quite unrelatable.

One can suffer a convulsion of one's entire nature, and, unless it makes some noise, no one notices. It's not just that we are incurious; we completely lack any sense of each other's existences.

People in love, in whom every sense is open, cannot beat off the influence of a place.

The child lives in the book; but just as much the book lives in the child.

Everything is very quiet, the streets are never crowded, and the people one dislikes are out of town.

Spoilt pleasure is a sad, unseemly thing; you can only bury it.

Dialogue is the ideal means of showing what is between the characters. It crystallizes relationships. It should, ideally, be so effective as to make analysis or explanation of the relationships between the characters unnecessary.