She had an unequalled gift, especially pen in hand, of squeezing big mistakes into small opportunities.

We work in the dark - we do what we can - we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion, and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art.

Live all you can; it's a mistake not to.

We trust to novels to train us in the practice of great indignations and great generosity.

She is like a revolving lighthouse; pitch darkness alternating with a dazzling brilliancy!

Most English talk is a quadrille in a sentry-box.

No sovereign, no court, no personal loyalty, no aristocracy, no church, no clergy, no army, no diplomatic service, no country gentlemen, no palaces, no castles, nor manors, nor old country-houses, nor parsonages, nor thatched cottages nor ivied ruins no cathedrals, nor abbeys, nor little Norman churches no great Universities nor public schools -- no Oxford, nor Eton, nor Harrow no literature, no novels, no museums, no pictures, no political society, no sporting class -- no Epsom nor Ascot Some such list as that might be drawn up of the absent things in American life.