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.
Energy had fastened upon her like a disease.
I suppose I am a born novelist, for the things I imagine are more vital and vivid to me than the things I remember.
O God, let me write books! Please, God, let me write books!
Youth is always an enemy to the old.
The share of the sympathetic publisher in the author's success - the true success so different from the ephemeral - is apt to be overlooked in these blatant days, so it is just as well that some of us should keep it in mind.