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

For after my marriage I had made various attempts to write fiction. They were clearly failures.

Is there any other slavery and chain like that of temperament?

It became plain very soon after our marriage that ours was to be a literary partnership.

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 all grow on somebody's grave.