But she is happiest alone. She is happiest alone.

One should always be a little improbable.

He is really not so ugly after all, provided, of course, that one shuts one's eyes, and does not look at him.

California is an Italy without its art.

I am Irish by race but the English have condemned me to talk the language of Shakespeare.

There was something terribly enthralling in the exercise of influence. No other activity was like it. To project one's soul into some gracious form, and let it tarry there for a moment; to hear one's own intellectual views echoed back to one with all the added music of passion and youth; to convey one's temperament into another as though it were a subtle fluid or a strange perfume: there was a real joy in that - perhaps the most satisfying joy left to us in an age so limited and vulgar as our own, an age grossly carnal in its pleasures, and grossly common in its aims.

To believe is very dull. To doubt is intensely engrossing. To be on the alert is to live, to be lulled into security is to die.