Nowadays we are all of us so hard up that the only pleasant things to pay are compliments. They’re the only things we can pay.
The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
It is always with the best intentions that the worst work is done.
One should not be too severe on English novels; they are the only relaxation of the intellectually unemployed.
The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.
As long as war is regarded as wicked, it will always have its fascination. When it is looked upon as vulgar, it will cease to be popular.