The compensation of a very early success is a conviction that life is a romantic matter. In the best sense one stays young.

Dear, don't think of getting out of bed yet. I've always suspected that early rising in early life makes one nervous.

...one emotion after another crept into her face like objects into a slowly developing picture.

He dispensed starlight to casual moths.

Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart.

Everything that begins, begins with blood.

An author ought to write for the youth of his own generation, the critics of the next, and the schoolmaster of ever afterwards.