That was the worst of being poor, you couldn't give the right things in sickness.

I had no place in any coterie, or in any reciprocal self-advertising. I stood alone. I stood outside. I wanted only to learn. I wanted only to write better.

No life is so hard that you can't make it easier by the way you take it for example by seeing it how it could be worse and then being grateful it isn't.

I have written chiefly because, though I have often dreaded the necessity, I have found it more painful, in the end, not to write.

there are times when life surprises one, and anything may happen, even what one had hoped for.

To a thrifty theologian, bent on redemption with economy, there are few points of ethics too fine-spun for splitting.

A good novel cannot be too long or a bad novel too short.