Never say you know the last word about any human heart.

When you forget to eat, you know you're alive.

...The peculiar air of Oxford-the air of liberty to care for the things of the mind assured and secured by machinery which is in itself a satisfaction to sense.

Money's a horrid thing to follow, but a charming thing to meet.

Three things in human life are important. The first is to be kind. The second is to be kind. And the third is to be kind.

It had been agreed between them that lighted candles at wayside inns, in strange countries amid mountain scenery, gave the evening meal a peculiar poetry.

What is either a picture or a novel that is not character?