It's an odd thing but when you tell someone the true facts of a mythical tale they are indignant not with the teller but with you. They don't want to have their ideas upset. It rouses some vague uneasiness in them, I think, and they resent it. So they reject it and refuse to think about it. If they were merely indifferent it would be natural and understandable. But it is much stronger than that, much more positive. They are annoyed. Very odd, isn't it.

Nothing great ever came out of common sense.

Most people's first books are their best anyways. It's the one they wanted most to write.

After three days without one, the desire to read a newspaper vanished. And really, one was happier without.

Nothing puts things in perspective as quickly as a mountain.

The trouble with you, dear, is that you think an angel of the Lord as a creature with wings, whereas he is probably a scruffy little man with a bowler hat.

Horse sense is the instinct that keeps horses from betting on men.