For most people it's easier to support an eminent person in deserved disgrace than an obscure one who has been wronged.

Going to Europe, someone had written, was about as final as going to heaven. A mystical passage to another life, from which no-one returned the same. Those returning in such ships were invincible, for they had managed it and could reflect ever after on Anne Hathaway's Cottage or the Tower of London with a confidence that did generate at Sydney. There was nothing mythic at Sydney; momentous objects, beings and events all occurred abroad or in the elsewhere of books.

When you realize someone is trying to hurt you, it hurts less." "Unless you love them.

In thoughts one keeps a reserve of hope, in spite of everything. You cannot say good-bye in imagination. That is something you can only do in actuality.

I have a superstition that if I talk about plot, it's like letting sand out of a hole in the bottom of a bag.

It is the impulse of our century, with its nearly religious belief in magnitude, to fling an institution into every void.

Children seldom have a proper sense of their own tragedy, discounting and keeping hidden the true horrors of their short lives, humbly imagining real calamity to be some prestigious drama of the grown-up world.