I have the conviction that excessive literary production is a social offence.

She was no longer struggling against the perception of facts, but adjusting herself to their clearest perception.

Childhood is only the beautiful and happy time in contemplation and retrospect: to the child it is full of deep sorrows, the meaning of which is unknown.

In the multitude of middle-aged men who go about their vocations in a daily course determined for them much in the same way as the tie of their cravats, there is always a good number who once meant to shape their own deeds and alter the world a little.

I easily sink into mere absorption of what other minds have done, and should like a whole life for that alone.

Hear Everything and judge for yourself

This is a puzzling world, and Old Harry's got a finger in it.