One should absorb the colour of life, but one should never remember its details. Details are always vulgar.
Missionaries are going to reform the world whether it wants to or not.
I see the moon like a clipped piece of silver. Like gilded bees the stars cluster round her.
No theory of life seemed to him to be of any importance compared with life itself
After a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one's own relations.
Then I feel, Harry, that I have given away my whole soul to someone who treats it as if it were a flower to put in his coat, a bit of decoration to charm his vanity, an ornament for a summer's day.