City of rest! - as it seems to our modern senses, - how is it possible that so busy, so pitiless and covetous a life as history shows us, should have gone to the making and the fashioning of Venice!

The only thing which can keep journalism alive - journalism, which is born of the moment, serves the moment, and, as a rule, dies with the moment - is - again the Stevensonian secret! - charm.

As far as intellectual training was concerned, my nine years from seven to sixteen were practically wasted.

We enjoy the great prophets of literature most when we have not yet lived enough to realize all they tell us.

I regard the whole university system as a wretched sham. Knowledge! It has no more to do with knowledge than my boots.

I cannot hope that what I have to say will be very interesting to many.

Truth has never been, can never be, contained in any one creed or system.