To look at a thing is very different from seeing it.
Out of the unreal shadows of night comes back the real life that we had known. We have to resume it where we had left off... p 207
The only form of fiction in which real characters do not seem out of place is history. In novels they are detestable.
George Moore leads his readers to the latrine and locks them in.
I drink to separate my body from my soul.
Conformity is the last refuge of the unimaginitive