The greatest engineering is the engineering of men.

When I suffer in mind, stories are my refuge; I take them like opium; and consider one who writes them as a sort of doctor of the mind.

A little amateur painting in water colors shows the innocent and the quiet mind.

Lastly (and this is, perhaps, the golden rule), no woman should marry a man who does not smoke.

Bright is the ring of words When the right man rings them.

Vanity dies hard; in some obstinate cases it outlives the man.

The web, then, or the pattern, a web at once sensuous and logical, an elegant and pregnant texture: that is style, that is the foundation of the art of literature.