. . . this rage - I have never forgotten it - contained every anger, every revolt I had ever felt in my life - the way I felt when I saw the black dog hunted, the way I felt when I watched old Uncle Henry taken away to the almshouse, the way I felt whenever I had seen people or animals hurt for the pleasure or profit of others.

Too much principle is often more harmful than too little.

I don't like human nature, but I do like human beings.

In her single person she managed to produce the effect of a majority.

What a man marries for's hard to tell ... an' what a woman marries for's past findin' out.

If broken hearts could kill, the earth would be as dead as the moon.

... the novel, as a living force, if not as a work of art, owes an incalculable debt to what we call, mistakenly, the new psychology, to Freud, in his earlier interpretations, and more truly, I think, to Jung.