No, no—there are depths, depths! The more I go over it, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I fear. I don’t know what I don’t see—what I don’t fear!

Her chief dread in life, at this period of her development, was that she would appear narrow minded; what she feared next afterwards was that she should be so.

There were always people to snatch at you, and it would never occur to them that they were eating you up. They did that without tasting.

Art requires, above all things, a suppression of self, a subordination of one's self to an idea.

Live as you like best, and your character will take care of itself. Most things are good for you; the exceptions are very rare.

We must grant the artist his subject, his idea, his donn´e: our criticism is applied only to what he makes of it.

London is on the whole the most possible form of life.