People talk about the conscience, but it seems to me one must just bring it up to a certain point and leave it there. You can let your conscience alone if you're nice to the second housemaid.

Little by little, even with other cares, the slowly but surely working poison of the garden-mania begins to stir in my long-sluggish veins.

It is no wonder he wins every game. He has never done a thing in his life exept play games

New York is appalling, fantastically charmless and elaborately dire.

Don't pass it by - the immediate, the real, the ours, the yours, the novelist's that it waits for.

I don't care about anything but you, and that's enough for the present. I want you to be happy--not to think of anything sad; only to feel that I'm near you and I love you. Why should there be pain? In such hours as this what have we to do with pain? That's not the deepest thing; there's something deeper.

To kill a human being is, after all, the least injury you can do him.