Time will explain.

When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable If I have not an excellent library.

I am afraid that the pleasantness of an employment does not always evince its propriety.

One likes to hear what is to be going on, to be au fair with the newest modes of being trifling and silly.

A novel must show how the world truly is. Somehow, reveals the true source of our actions.

I begin already to weigh my words and sentences more than I did, and am looking about for a sentiment, an illustration, or a metaphor in every corner of the room. Could my Ideas flow as fast as the rain in the Storecloset it would be charming.

I walk: I prefer walking.