Cruelty, I truly believe, is the one and only sin.
Doesn't all experience crumble in the end to mere literary material?
Of one thing alone I am very sure: it is a law of our nature that the memory of longing should survive the more fugitive memory of fulfillment.
The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.
I don't like human nature, but I do like human beings.
the old alone have finality. What is true of the young today may be false tomorrow. They are enveloped in emotion; and emotion as a state of being is fluent and evanescent.