Unhappy people are dangerous.

It is astonishing how the human animal survives its misfortunes.

Motherhood is the strangest thing, it can be like being one's own Trojan horse.

There is nothing rarer than a man who can be trusted never to throw away happiness, however eagerly he sometimes grasps it. In history we are as frequently interested in our own doom.

There was a definite process by which one made people into friends, and it involved talking to them and listening to them for hours at a time.

Any authentic work of art must start an argument between the artist and his audience.

Mr. James Joyce is a great man who is entirely without taste.