I am incapable of telling you not to feel. Feel, feel, I say - feel for all you're worth, and even if it half kills you, for that is the only way to live.

It is art that makes life, makes interest, makes importance, for our consideration and application of these things, and I know of no substitute whatever for the force and beauty of its process.

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

I hold any writer sufficiently justified who is himself in love with his theme.

There's no more usual basis of union than mutual misunderstanding.

She had always been fond of history, and here [in Rome] was history in the stones of the street and the atoms of the sunshine.

Writing is not primarily escape, but use.