The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.

What an awful thing life is, isn’t it? It’s like soup with lots of hairs floating on the surface. You have to eat it nevertheless.

They took each other's advice, opened one book, went over to another, then did not know what to decide when opinions diverged so widely.

I believe that if one always looked at the skies, one would end up with wings.

Noble characters and pure affections and happy scenes are very comforting things. They're a refuge from life's disillusionments.

One arrives at style only with atrocious effort, with fanatical and devoted stubbornness.

Read in order to live.