If a thing's worth doing at all, it's worth doing well.

Anyone could write a novel given six weeks, pen paper, and no telephone or wife.

That was the change in her from ten years ago; that, indeed, was her reward, this haunting, magical sadness which spoke straight to the heart and struck silence; it was the completion of her beauty.

Of children as of procreation -- the pleasure momentary, the posture ridiculous, the expense damnable

Professional reviewers read so many bad books in the course of duty that they get an unhealthy craving for arresting phrases.

I [had] added another small piece to the pages of the atlas that were real to me.

The worse I am, the more I need God. I can't shut myself out from His mercy. That is what it would mean; starting a life with you, without Him. Julia to Charles