There are plenty of clever young writers. But there is too much genius, not enough talent.

A loving wife will do anything for her husband except stop criticizing him and trying to improve him.

She was a handsome woman of forty-five and would remain so for many years.

Nearly everything possible had been done to spoil the game: the heavy financial interest; the absurd transfer and player-selling system; the lack of any birth or residential qualifications; the absurd publicity given to every feature of it by the press; the monstrous partisanships of the crowds.

We are members of one body. We are responsible for each other.

Write as often as possible, not with the idea at once of getting into print, but as if you were learning an instrument.

If there was a little room somewhere in the British Museum that contained only about twenty exhibits and good lighting, easy chairs, and a notice imploring you to smoke, I believe I should become a museum man.