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

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.

The time-honored bread-sauce of the happy ending.

Of course you're always at liberty to judge the critic. Judge people as critics, however, and you'll condemn them all!

And remember this, that if you've been hated, you've also been loved.

Take the word for it of a man who has made his way inch by inch, and does not believe that we'll wake up to find our work done because we've lain all night a-dreaming of it; anything worth doing is devilish hard to do!

If the artist is necessarily sensitive, does that sensitiveness form in its essence a state constantly liable to shade off into the morbid? Does this liability, moreover, increase in proportion as the effort is great and the ambition intense?