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

Customers must be delicately angled for at a safe distance - show yourself too much, and, like trout, they flashed away.

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!

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

In this choice, as I look back over more than half a century, I can only follow - and trust - the same sort of instinct that one follows in the art of fiction.

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

To reconceive the Christ! It is the special task of our age.