for my own purpose, I defined the art of fiction as experience illuminated.

Yes, I learned long ago that the only satisfaction of authorship lies in finding the very few who understand what we mean. As for outside rewards, there is not one that I have ever discovered.

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

Youth is always an enemy to the old.

It is difficult to deal successfully, he decided, with a woman whose feelings cannot be hurt.

I'm not going to lie down and let trouble walk over me.

Experience has taught me that the only cruelties people condemn are those with which they do not happen to be familiar.