...the great merit of the place is that one can arrange one's life here exactly as one pleases...there are facilities for every kind of habit and taste, and everything is accepted and understood.

Nothing, of course, will ever take the place of the good old fashion of 'liking' a work of art or not liking it; the more improved criticism will not abolish that primitive, that ultimate, test.

Women never dine alone. When they dine alone they don't dine.

That accurst autobiographic form which puts a premium on the loose, the improvised, the cheap, and the easy.

Writing is not primarily escape, but use.

Though there are some disagreeable things in Venice there is nothing so disagreeable as the visitors.

There are women who are for all your 'times of life.' They're the most wonderful sort.