Only little boys and old men sneer at love.
Novels must have verisimilitude, and truth has little enough of that.
Perfection irritates as well as it attracts, in fiction as in life.
There is a charm, even for homely things, in perfect maintenance.
I think Shakespeare got drunk after he finished King Lear. That he had a ball writing it.
A man can spend his whole existence never learning the simple lesson that he has only one life and that if he fails to do what he wants with it, nobody else really cares.