I write as the birds sing, because I must, and usually from the same source of inspiration.

How a big majority of book critics and authors have come to believe and to teach that no book is true to life unless it is true to the worst in life, God knows.

I do not know why it is the fate of the world always to want something different from what life gives them.

Of two evils, I always choose the lesser.

Nature always levies her tribute.

a trouble shared is a trouble half endured.

The Cardinal ... It was as if a pulsing heart of flame passed by when he came winging through the orchard.