Preserve, within a wild sanctuary, an inaccessible valley of reverie.

Grandpa says we've got everything to make us happy but happiness.

To drink for pleasure may be a distraction, but to drink from misery is always a danger.

No idea is so antiquitated that it was not once modern. No idea is so modern that it will not some day be antiquitated . . . to seize the flying thought before it escapes us is our only touch with reality.

The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.

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.

Surely the novel should be a form of art - but art was not enough. It must contain not only the perfection of art, but the imperfection of nature.