The earth itself is slightly resistant to routine.

Embraces do not matter; they merely indicate the will to love and may as well be followed by defeat as victory. But disregard means that now there needs to be no straining of the eyes, no stretching forth of the hands, no pressing of the lips, because theirs is such a union that they are no longer aware of the division of their flesh.

Most magazines have that look of being predestined to be left which one sees on the faces of the women whose troubles bring them to the Law Courts.

I cannot see that art is anything less than a way of making joys perpetual.

Motherhood is neither a duty nor a privilege, but simply the way that humanity can satisfy the desire for physical immortality and triumph over the fear of death.

Getting a divorce is nearly always as cheerful and useful an occupation as breaking valuable china.

The Portrait of a Lady is entirely successful in giving one the sense of having met somebody far too radiantly good for this world.