Every artist is an unhappy lover.

Philosophy! Empty thinking by ignorant conceited men who think they can digest without eating!

until I have been able to bury my head so deep in dear London that I can forget that I have ever been away I am inconsolable.

People who boast of happy marriages are, I submit, usually self-deceivers, if not actually liars.

there is a natural tribal hostility between the married and the unmarried. I cannot stand the shows so often quite instinctively put on by married people to insinuate that they are not only more fortunate but in some way more moral than you are.

A letter is a barrier, a reprieve, a charm against the world, an almost infallible method of acting at a distance.

We can only learn to love by loving.